Troy Bergeron

I grinned, the beach was huge. Driving there was definitely worth it, even though it took more than two hours. Too bad we were only staying there for two days. We were staying in New Jersey after our trip to Hershey, Pennsylvania.
The waves crashed on the shore. I was scared because this beach had the biggest waves I had ever seen. The waves were at least three feet above my dad’s head! It was definitely not a calm beach. It didn’t help that some guy had recently died on a beach not too far from here. There was no chance that my mom, brother or grandmother would get in. But there was no chance that I would let us do anything else. We came for the ocean and that was what I was going to do; play in the water and have lunch on the beach, spend all day in the sun, and my brother and I were going to have as much sugar as we could get.
I waited for a break in the big waves. Once my dad and I got out far enough the large waves came in again. The first wave flipped us over catching me off guard and tossing me under the surface of the water. The second broke right on us. I did a summersault under water and scraped my body on sharp rocks. The third wave appeared and I dove into it, the water crashed and raged above me but down here it was perfectly calm. I came out the other side. It had tossed my dad all the way back to the beach.
I climbed back to the sand to get something to eat. I gasped. The sand was as hot as fire. I asked my dad if he wanted to go back in the water. He said once he warmed up a little. I sighed. The water wasn’t even that cold, not like Maine. But there was no changing his mind; parents are as stubborn as mules. We repeated this routine several times, more or less staying in the water and not getting washed up on the beach. This is the greatest beach I have ever been to we have got to come back here again.

Lenny “L” Lee
Lenny lives in a laboratory made of leaves
He lingers and lounges longingly around our library
He is a loving, little feline
But he is as loud as a lion
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