I want to start a story when I was a kid. The most favorite thing I've missed when I laid down on the beach and looking at the sea as far as I could see. It was a very beautiful place that all the children loved going to. Every morning when I looked at the window the sunset was beautifully astonishing, the cool breezy vastness of the sea had brought peace and a wonderful smell. The willfully gorgeous flying birds in the cloudless crystal blue sky was fantastic. In the distance there was spindly sailboat on the celestial horizon, the an attractive magnificent woody mangrove tree and the soothing sweet lovely adorable garden of my father on the cliff. Seeing the splendid scenery was like heaven and wonderfully impressive. I lived near the beach for half my life bringing me unforgettable childhood experience and a splendid glorious memory......In the summer time my best-friends and I loved going to beach. We dug a hole in the sand about 1 foot below the surface. It was enough to stand up and move around in. Around the pit was filled with beach rocks and covered by several inches of coconut strand leaf. We wanted to build a small nipa house under the shady gigantic green leafage tree but turned out to be a trench warfare.......to be continued
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