Screech, slam, ploof! The young twelve year old girl pulls her chair up to the ridge and drops her stuff in the soft, warm sand while the sun was shining bright and gleaming down on her.
She was very excited because today her mother had taken her down to the turquoise ocean water from their rental beach house. Summer break had just started that week and the young girl was eager to relax and enjoy the beach.
She loved shells and collecting them as far back as she can remember and she believed that today she would find a sand dollar lying on the beach waiting for her, but first she really wanted to take a swim so she ran straight towards the pounding waves of the ocean and dove into the curling white wash.
After her refreshing swim her …show more content…
On her adventure down the beach she still had no luck finding a sand dollar like she had hoped, so her and her mother kept walking farther and farther down the shore line finding lots of shells of different colors as the waves pushed them towards them.
They also waded in the shallow water of low tide and dug their toes in the sand to possible find a live sand dollar which is even rarer than the shell of one but only found two large clams and collections of thousands of tiny clams attached to green plants that kept them in the sand.
Then she finds a jetty, made up of large black rocks, with a true potential. The shells that the waves wash up were getting caught in between the large rocks making shell pools full of shells instead of water. There had to be more than one hundred shells caught in each pile including rare cone shells that small snails used to use and really big shells that do not wash up on shore as often as others. There were shells of all kinds, big, small, red, brown, yellow, green, and many others. She felt like this was one of the best things she had ever