The wet sand fell into place as Shelbie dropped it. We were making a sandcastle. She walked back towards the ever-crashing waves. The tide were calming and made me think about all the fun times Shelbie and I had doing things.
"Is this enough?" Shelbie yelled. She smiled radiantly as I smiled and nodded. She jogged back over to ma and our small sandcastle. Sitting down, she plopped more sand onto our deformed sandcastle. It almost looked like a mountain, but all of the seashells really felt like the beach.
"This is the best sandcastle ever." I smiled, as we molded our hands into the sand. It was becoming more of a slumpy mound of seashells, sand, and tiny pebbles of rock.
"We need something to finish it off..." Shelbie looked around