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Jade Ramsey

Mrs. Gray

English Composition I

24, October 2018

Everyone has a place they love the most. The place that once you are there, you never want to leave. My place is where the salty smell of the sea fills my airways. The warm breeze brushes against my skin. The blazing sun burns my pasty white skin. Where I can lay out by the ocean on a 100-degree day. I never dreamed that I would get to go to Florida, but it was more beautiful than I ever could have imagined. The waves crashed onto the shore. People laughed all around. The beach is my favorite place, Florida is the place I love the most.

The other night I was sitting by the blazing fire eating a juicy orange, and the sweet smell reminded me of my vacations to Florida over summer break. I will never forget the fresh smell of the air when we stepped out of the car. I could see my family get as excited as I was. I would always be so excited to step on the soft, white, sandy beach.

   The first thing I would do is change into my bathing suit and run out to the beach. My sister and I would spend the day splashing in the salty water until we were too tired to keep our heads above the water. Then we would lie on the soft, damp sand and soak up the burning sun. It felt so good to have the bright sun blazing down on me. My favorite thing to do was build gigantic sand castles on the beach. My sister and I would have contests to see who could build the tallest sand castle. The grains of sand glistened in the sun like a diamond ring.

   Normally falling asleep was a problem for me, but in Florida, I fell right to sleep every night. I would leave the windows wide open, and I would fall asleep to the waves crashing on the sandy beach. I could hear the birds chirping outside my window along with the rustling of the wind. In the mornings we would all sit in the dining room waiting for my mom to get done cooking. She made us the most delicious breakfast you could imagine. No matter what though, I would always have a glass of orange juice. For some reason, it always tasted different in Florida. My mom told me it was because it was fresh squeezed, and it still had the pulp in it.

   I always dreaded having to leave this beautiful paradise. I would tell myself don't worry; we will be back in a year. But every time I bite into



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