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Last summer I visited the sea. It was lots of fun swimming there. The hot sun shone down on my face. When I was swimming, the sand felt cool and mushy, pushing its way to get in-between my toes.

Once I left the water, the sand was no longer cool and mushy, but instead it was hot and grainy. I quickly ran to my beach towel to step off the hot sand. Soon the sun started setting, so it was time to pack up and go home.

by Lily

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