It was a late evening and I was taken to a beach on one of my outdoor trips. It was a long walk from the road and I walked in the dry sand and suddenly had a view of the sea. The sky was orange and the sun was about to go into sleep mode. I was excited to see the sand turn moist with every step I took forward. As I ran towards the sea and stood on the sand, I could feel my feet burying into the soft sand each time a wave swept by me.
I could see some sea shells and sea stones scattered on the sand. I closed my eyes and listened to the soft, rhythmic sound of the frothy waves pounding on the beach sands. Each time when it drew back itself into the sea I could see the grains of sand wriggling in the salt water. I could see some families laughing, playing and running along in the sand. I sat down for a while watching the fun and the peaceful atmosphere around me.
As it started to turn dark, many stalls started showing up on the beach. I got up and started to walk towards the ocean, joined my family and started playing in the waters. As I returned home that day I felt a sense of longing for it. I missed the place and wanted t go back. Yes, I would definitely go back to the beach next time when I go out on a trip.
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