Ocean City

I am a beach girl at heart. My best memories are all at the beach. In my children’s writing class we were asked to take a memory and use all of our senses to describe it. I was raised just outside of Washington, DC. Every year, my family spent a week in Ocean City. Written in 2005, this is my attempt to describe one of those memories.

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Bits and pieces of broken seashell littered the coarse sand pricking the soles of my feet. Tiptoeing to the ocean’s edge, the suck and pull of the soft,...