Descriptive Essay - Original Writing
The boat makes it to land. It has a large beach. It 's really dark out and most of the people go to the buildings (very short and flat ones) but I stay on the beach to be alone. Not actually alone though, I have the smart girl with me. I managed to snatch a bottle of vodka on the way out of the boat. me and the smart girl make a small fire on the beach and it looks beautiful. We open the bottle and I hand it to the smart girl. She gives me a worried look. "try it. it 'll relieve the stress." I say as I take a sip. "Doesn 't that burn?" She says. Has she had vodka before? "Yeah, it feels like your brain 's leaking out of your ears. It feels good though."
She takes the bottle into her hand and takes a swig. "Holy shit!" She says. We both start laughing…