Toms River Home-Personal Narrative

June 26th 2015, I walked outside of Marlboro High School with a grin on my face, and an excited feeling in my tummy. Schools out and summer vacation has begun! The warm summer breeze brushed against my skin. I said to myself “Oh this is perfect.” I looked at my phone as soon as my brother picked me up from the front of the school. I had already known whom had texted me, and what the message was about. It was that time to go to the Toms River house right on the bay and stay there every weekend Until, the end of summer. Every summer since then I’ve been going down to Toms River with my Boyfriend and his family. It truly is my happy place. When I’m there the serenity cancels out all of my stress and gives me the feeling of peace. Let me tell you a little more about my happy place, As soon as you pull up you see a brown house with a giant deck. It also has an over ground pool surrounded by lovely bushes that blocks the streets view of the pool. When you pull into the driveway you hear the pebbles and rocks you pass over with the car. It has a cool vibe to it similar to as if you were on a tropical island. …show more content…
My favorite place in the whole world was that dock. Each time I stayed there I would wake up and make my way outside to the dock to meditate. I don’t always get the chance to meditate anymore because of my surroundings and distractions. But this was the place that was perfect for it. The dock would sway back and forth as the gentle waves pushed up against it. The cooling breeze would brush against my body as I sat down to start my meditation. I took a deep breath through my nose and smelt the salty air and immediately it brought me a sense of calmness. The suns warmth beaded against my forehead. Sitting on the dock I felt the texture of the wood. It needed repair but I grew fond of the feeling from it. The feeling of it being worn gave it specialty. I didn’t feel relaxed meditating on any other