Elena
Seagulls are flying in the air and creating music with the sound of the waves with their calls. There are a few other people out on the beach, but not many are in the water, save for the boys we came here with. They are about waist-deep in the ocean, diving for the football they pass around to each other. It's December, and the water is still way too cold for swimming, but the sunshine is nice and warm. Those boys are crazy for being in that ocean.
I am completely content laying on my beach blanket soaking in the Georgia sunshine, playing with the dense gray sand in my hands, and watching the boys have their fun showing off to us girls. They leap in the air and crash into the waves as they each catch the football. There is only one body that I am watching closely, and I still can
