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The flaming hot sun continued to beat down on my already sweaty body as I walked along the searing sands of the beach in my purple flip flops. I had been playing Frisbee with my friends the entire morning and I decided it was time for some delicious ice cream. I took out my wallet from my shorts, and then pulled out a crumpled $5 bill. I ran through the sand eagerly, dodging the tons of unique sandcastles all over the place. I got into the endless line at a bright and flashy ice-cream cart with a young women serving. There were a billion of choices for ice-cream all written in cursive on an antique chalkboard. Finally, after a million years, I chose the chunky chocolate topped with mini smarties and told my order to the lady. I admired the beautiful detailed umbrella looming above me with its cool shade and exquisite designs. I continued to look around and came upon some sailboats drifting in the middle of the ocean, kids playing beach volleyball, the calming soft waves splashing against the shore. I almost started day dreaming but then my order came! I paid for my ice-cream and immediately took a bite. The creamy taste of chocolate filled my mouth leaving a melting sensation. I was immediately cooled down from the scorching sun and my whole body relaxed. I took a bite from the waffle cone making a loud “CRUNCH” but I just continued enjoying it. I didn’t even know how fast I finished the cone until I snapped back into reality from the squeaking of the wheels of the ice-cream cart. I sadly realized my ice-cream cone was gone but I knew that was the best ice-cream cone ever!
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