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Personal Narrative On The Beach

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Fresh air flows into my lungs, spilling down my throat like an icy river. I exhale and open my eyes to watch the cloud formed my my breath dissolve into the night. White crystals drift sluggishly to the smooth white blanket at my feet, which was broken only by my footprints. A small breeze plays with my hair, swinging from the loose strands, tugging gently at my ponytail. I smile as I carefully free my hair, nearly dropping my already damp cap in the process, and unzip my puffy, black coat. Encouraged, the wind blasts through my hair and through my thin cotton shirt, freezing the sweat to my body and soothing sore muscles. Laughing, I spread my arms, and flop back onto a soft, cool bed. From down here, the snowflakes seem to plummet to the

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