This personal narrative, submitted by 7th grader Annie C, is pretty much the only reason I'd ever go to Alabama. Click read more to see if you agree.
The waves crashed in the distance. The salty air filled the car with new tangy smells. The bright blue sea blinded me with thoughts of adventures all the fish have. Summer 2015, Gulf Shores, Alabama. I was 9 years old and my brother was 8. It was early August when we got in the car, and we were on our way to the beach. On our way there, I was thinking, “Are we going to see a shark? Will I catch a sand dollar? Will we see dolphins?” Once we got there, all of those thoughts were gone. Dane and I ran down to the beach. I thought about all of the adventures we could have on the beach, I felt the sand in between my toes, I listened to the huge crashing waves. We went with my dad’s side of the family and some friends from Louisiana.
On the second day, all of the kids went to the store, and we all got snorkeling gear. Later that day, we went snorkeling, Caroline, my cousin, caught a sand dollar. I was so jealous because sand dollars were one of my favorite parts of the beach. That night, all the kids went crab hunting, and I caught the biggest crab. I was so happy, but still very disappointed about my sand dollar failure. The next day, I woke up at the crack of don, and ate breakfast on the porch deck. My mom was the only other person awake other than me. I thought I could go to the beach before Caroline, so I could catch one. My mom told me to wait for everyone to wake up. When Caroline woke up, we all went swimming in the pool. In the mid- morning, we were finally aloud to go swimming! My mom and I secretly went to the sandbar, and she said this is where she caught her sand dollar.
After about 5 minutes, something went over my foot, and I jumped down under the water and picked something up. It was a sand dollar!! I was so excited, ran into the shore and screamed at the top at my lungs. For lunch, we all went to the sea bar, and after went to the ice cream shop. All of the kids wanted to walk back because we were going to race the parents. I think that the parents went the long way because we beat them by a mile! The claimed that they got lost! This was the best beach trip I had taken in my whole life. I wished we could live there forever.
When my parents told me we only had one more day, I almost started crying. I wanted to stay here for a year. We had to leave and on our way home I told my mom that we should move to Alabama. She said that when I’m older I can do whatever I want and live wherever I want. At that moment, I thought for sure that I would live at the beach. Beaches can inspire you to do great things and make great memories.