Personal Narrative: Pensacola Beach

Everyone has a place to brings peace and serene. A place where they can let everything go and have nothing to worry about. For me, the sunrise and sunset of Pensacola Beach in Florida was the ultimate cure for all of my problems and worries that were occurring in my life. Early in the morning waking up to the constant loud sound of my alarm put me in a soothing mood. As I head to my closet to open up the narrow framed door to reveal all the simple clothing, I fill with excitement of going to the beach to watch the sunrise and sunset. I was always in the routine of throwing on a T-shirt, leggings, and tennis shoes over the top of my bathing suit. Once I finish getting done dressed a rushed downstairs to grab my body board. I ran to the door almost slipping out of

I jumped in my shiny yellow metallic golf cart and took off to the beach. As soon as I got there I put the golf cart in park and reached in the back seat to grab my elaborately detailed body board and a darkly colored cover so that I could lay on the ground. I started to approach the soothing atmosphere. I was really ecstatic to be in the place that contained most of my joy and peace. As I stroll, I relinquish all the frustrations that I had. With every step I took I could smell the fresh air with a slight odor of the salty water. I close my eyes to absorb the gust of the early morning wind slapping me across the face. My hair stood up, dancing from side to side as if it was doing the Tango. I felt the crisp white grainy sand going beneath the spaces of my toes almost feeling exactly like sugar. The subtle waves played the music of nature while crashing onto the shore, hitting my ankles every time with tides that varied in size. The colorful ombré effects of the sky put my soul at ease. If there was ever a heaven on Earth, this would be the place to be. I began to see the seagulls