“Swish, swish.” I can hear the waves splash on the sand in the distance. I can see the white foam which forms when the water splashes. I put my nose in the air and smell the pungent sea smell. There are a lot of people on the beach.
I step forward, then I hear a voice say, “Careful! Don't step forward!” I freeze and look around. Then I notice two boys looking at their sand castle that they have just finished building. I look at one of the boys, he is about 7 or 8 years old. He is only wearing board shorts, those boardshorts have a pattern of green leaves and red flowers which are very bright. He is carrying a spade above his head. The handle is brown, and the head of it is dark blue. The other boy is wearing a grey coloured short sleeved t-shirt, and black shorts. He is holding a bucket, I can see the sun reflecting on it so I, shield my eyes. Then I look at the sea. At the far end, it is a dark blue colour. In the middle of the sea is a turquoise colour, the sea closest to me is just white foam.
I look at the two boys, who are looking triumphantly at the sandcastle that they have just made. I consider that it is such a pity that some beautiful beaches are ruined by pollution. Some beaches are also ruined because there are alot of rubbish on the sand. “At least this beach is not polluted.” I say to myself.
By:Estelle
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