Description Essay the beach
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Since my parents and I love beaches and cool breezy weathers we always go to the islands every time we could, mostly every season. Oahu, a small fascinating island in Hawaii, was the final destination we chose to go for our holidays. We would typically spend about three days in the island. I was always incredibly excited when my parents announce to my siblings and I that we would be vacationing in Oahu, even though I used to live there for the first thirteen years of my life. When I thought about the fresh air, warm sunshine and the odor of the sea, it made me abstracted as if were in a dreamland. My parents would never be caught yelling at me to hurry up and pack my belongings, because my luggage would be waiting right by the door ready to get packed in the car. My luggage was tight as if it were sardines in a can, since I wanted to bring a lot of things together with me. I wanted to use all of my time perfectly with the beach. I didn't want the record player or anything else. What I wanted was a mat, a rubber airy pillow and a good novel or comics for reading while I lye down on the warm breezy beach...