America is a unique individual with several defining qualities. Loudness and quietness coexisting in one place is remarkable and truly beautiful. Ocean City, New Jersey is a breathtaking place, as is America. Being on the beach is what I look forward to the most while preparing for vacation. Silence envelops my body on the beach, and yet waves crash down as adults and children scream and play. The most amazing part about the shore is tanning. Not because I like to get darker, but because I feel as though the sun embraces my body and gives me warmth—it’s a sense of ease, a sense of comfort. Even on the boardwalk, there’re so many people everywhere talking, laughing, eating—but the food is a completely different story. Anyway, being on top of a ride is exhilarating, yet so serene. It’s almost as good as one of my best recollections from vacation.
America is an everlasting memory, which impacts millions of lives of people and animals everyday. Ocean City is a memory that I go through for merely seven days once a year. I am filled with jubilation all throughout my vacation every year, so it is extremely difficult for me to pick just one memory to call my favorite. However, if I had to choose, I think parasailing with my father would be my first choice. I remember how nervous I was to be buckled into that safety harness, but