Descriptive Essay On Beach Life

Droplets of sea water splashed my ash grey fur, making it stand up like the spikes on the back of a vigilant porcupine. Staring around, I lifted my snout up into the rampaging wind to capture the faint smell of salt that lingered in the atmosphere. Within that was also the distinct smell of pollution originating from the vehicle’s exhaust.“Boulder ahead!”. A shout from a distance traveled to me from somewhere above, which was soon after followed by a sharp turn to the right together with another dynamic shower of water. A little annoyed, I shake my drenched coat dry, creating a pattern of streaks and slashes on the dry surface. Throughout my life, I’d been wandering around and stopping by anywhere in which aroused my interest, carefree of tedious days long gone in the past. As a matter of fact, I indeed aspire to conclude my life story alone; as a lone wolf who’d abandoned it’s pack for freedom.

I glanced to my left to find a peculiar island, veiled mysteriously in a mist of water vapour, surrounded by the glimmering sapphire blue sea. At once, I was captivated by its mystic looks. Never had I laid eyes on a place so alluring, such that I felt as if I had been called upon. However, whilst I had absentmindedly been drowning myself in my own thoughts, the humans aboard were immersed in their serious discussion; not knowing that a four-legged creature had been freeloading a ride for the means of transportation. “Why have we stopped? Is it an engine failure?” said one.

“I have no idea, but I know for a fact that we’re not in luck. Look around, we’re in the middle of nowhere; just blue, waves and water taking up the whole horizon.” the other responded, sighing in discontent. I was soon to realise that this conversation, I must say, was one which I should not have missed; a blunder which was to become the grievous regret of my