Frisbee Narrative

The sun was beating down, making the sand burn my feet. As I walk up and down the coastline, me feet bury in the burning hot sand. The waves crash into the nearby rocks. Pelicans are flying over my head. Looking into the distance, I can see a sailboat, far into the ocean. My family walks behind me holding a picnic basket and a blanket. We had planned this picnic for weeks now. As we pick our spot to set up the picnic, me and my dad begin to play catch with the frisbee. The wind blew into my face when I ran up and down the beach to catch the frisbee. My dad threw the frisbee right into the water. When I dropped my foot into ice cold water, I didn’t know if I was going to be able to get the frisbee. The water was way too cold for me to go in.
When I came out of the water my body was freezing. It felt like I had just jumped into the frozen ice cold Arctic Ocean water. After I got the frisbee we went to the blanket and ate. I had a delicious turkey sandwich with cheese and mustard. We had a nice, calm family meal. We talked about our days and what we enjoyed most. My sister had went on a date with her boyfriend earlier in the day. They had gone to Walker Brothers for brunch. She explained how when the waiter brought them water to the table, the waiter dropped the glass on her boyfriend Brian. She said “his pants were so wet it looked like he just jumped into a pool.” When I saw the picture I fell over because I was laughing so hard. After dinner we watched the sun set on the