The Ocean

The loud roar of the ocean calls to me, just to feel the hot sand between my toes as I walk down to the roaring call. The sounds of screaming happy kids all round, the little chatter of gossip, games, hobbies, everything. I can soon feel the cool water creeping up, grabbing at my feet and ankles. Slowly creeping up more, as I hit my chest against my board, and feel the cool water settle around my skin. My arms break the water with great furey, I grab hold to the sides with my life, take in the cool breaze and dive under the water, a rush of chills spread through my body, like the cool winter wind, then breaks as it's stung by the burning summer sun.