Descriptive Short Stories
On mornings, you are greeted by a crisp breeze when you open the door. The place is calm and the white sand glitters in the semi-darkness as the sun rises. As you walk along the shoreline, you listen to the gentle ebb of the sea and the crickets chirping in the distance. Te air is so salty that you can almost taste it when you inhale. The sand is cool to your bare feet and you shiver as a chilly breeze comes your way. You stop under a coconut tree and observe the radiant sunrise as the atmosphere becomes noticeably warmer.
Soon the beach is full of colour as people come to enjoy the day with their families. They have brightly coloured blankets and umbrellas which they set up as the kids run around shouting. After a while, the children start complaining because they want to go in the refreshing water. You start to sweat and decide to go for a swim. You return to the beach house to change your clothes. When you retrace your footsteps to the beach, you find the place overcrowded and bustling with activities.
Mothers shouting, babies crying, children running, friends gossiping...The sea is also full of people swimming, playing water sports, floating or just relaxing and talking in the shallow water. You wade into the water which gets cooler as you go deeper. There are seashells, seaweeds and rocks but as you go further in, there is less and less. You ride the highest waves and when you have had your fill, you head for the shore. You spend the rest of the day building sandcastles and looking at the busy place.
Evening finds the beach nearly deserted. You find your coconut tree and sit under it. You close your eyes and lean onto the trunk of the tree. You hear the cries of the seagulls and the crickets chirping their goodnights. You smile to yourself and too soon, it is time for you to go back to the house or you will be locked out. As you make your way back to the hotel, you notice a few couples enjoying the scene.