I love Nelson Beach.
I like to stand on the rocks where the water can’t get me. The wind howls like someone is yelling for help. The dogs sprint and leave paw prints on the wet sand. People playing rugby reminds me of being at school.
I love Nelson Beach.
My feet sink in the golden sand. The waves vibrate going back and forwards like a swing. The water is warm like a bath tub. I bury my body in the sand and wait for the water to come and splash me.
I love Nelson Beach.
I like to stand on the rocks where the water can’t get me. The wind howls like someone is yelling for help. The dogs sprint and leave paw prints on the wet sand. People playing rugby reminds me of being at school.
I love Nelson Beach.
My feet sink in the golden sand. The waves vibrate going back and forwards like a swing. The water is warm like a bath tub. I bury my body in the sand and wait for the water to come and splash me.
I love Nelson Beach.
By Mary
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