So naturally my parents took me back there...
The day was calm and warm.
My mom carried me out to a little pool of water that was trapped on land from the retreating tide.
I felt panic boiling inside my belly.
But the warmth of the water was too enchanting.
I looked at my reflection, and saw small creatures swimming around....
I had to get a closer look, this little tide pool had the all the right ingredients for pure awesomeness..
Needless to say......
Fear....
Conquered!
The waves were very loud and I kept looking up at them.
*they looked like this*
When I heard the waves crashing they got me all pumped up,
so I started to make my own waves, turns out I'm a pretty good wave maker.
I found my truck that I love and started pushing it around in the water. I tore the place up!
VROOOOMMM
This is a picture of what the car sees when I push it around.
Wheelie!
At some point my truck adventures came to a screeching halt because I found something in the sand.
My dad insisted it was alive but It didn't really move, and seemed more like a rock to me.
until I grabbed it and flipped it over,
and underneath was the craziest thing I had ever seen. Zillions of little tentacles.
After that my dad took me down to the waves... they were even louder up close.
I got wrapped up in a towel and we headed home.
My fear of sand long forgotten, and my new found love for the beach birthed into existence.
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