My post for today

I immediately rushed, quickly staggering over the sandy, hard, bumpy, rough, scratchy, shiny, lumpy rocks. The bright, cool, shiny, white shells and dark, rough, pointy, light, grainy rocks were sharp or just simply, they hurt a lot. But way ahead, I could see the fresh, light blue, shiny, salty, cold waters of the Atlantic Ocean, with an extremely shiny and bright reflection of the hot, bright, orange sun. I ran quickly without a minute to spare after my Californian cousin Jake and my extremely optimistic brother, Drew, over the soft, fresh, bright, sandy, beautiful white sand. I ran, in an attempt to jump into the shiny, wavy, fishy, rippled, blue, beautiful water, passing dark, sandy, ripped, wet driftwood and dry, green, sandy, shiny, scratched seaweed. I was like a breeze, running on the hot, soft, fresh, dry, rocky, shell covered beach. But when I saw all the dazzling, bright, shiny, rough, sandy, cool orange and white shells… I had never seen orange and white shells. Or bright, shiny, sandy, scratchy shells, even. Whoa, I thought immediately. These are really cool. There was a bright, shiny, straight orange stripe on this bright, wet, scratchy, shiny one, then… “Splash!” A small, cold, dark, splashing, sandy wave washed over them with little, tiny, wavy, affectionate, shiny, runaway ripples. I quickly lost concentration, and went after my excited, jumpy black haired cousin and ready brother, who had also, taken a quick, brisk, immediate moment to look around at the shiny, bright, scratchy, sunny shells. We immediately ran off the soft sand and dark, rough, sparkling, pointy rock covered beach into the blue, cold, wavy, sparkling waters of Florida. I immediately jumped in with a cold, blue, shiny little splash, spreading tiny sparkling ripples through the water. It felt very cold. “This feels very cold!” I exclaimed. Suddenly I felt something hard and slippery on my sticky right foot, and I slipped. I fell with a little, cold, sparkling, startling, shiny, small, splash, and quickly dunked my whole entire body, and sat on the rocky, sharp, dark, wet, fishy, rough, lumpy, bumpy, ocean floor, four feet from the sandy, toasty, dry, scratched up, lumpy, rocky, shell covered shore of the beach.“Huh? Owe! What the? Hey, whoa, huh? Oh, look!” I exclaimed. I looked down. There was a dark, brown black wood corner, of a small or giant block or wood or something. I was going to just go somewhere else, but then I stopped. Maybe it’s something cool, I thought to myself as I bent down again. I slightly gave a tug on it, slightly hard like a hard, slappy yank in an attempt to pull it out of the rocky, wet, cold bottom. It came out very easily. “What the?” I slipped and fell back a bit in the salty bottom. “Hey, it’s a… toy truck?” It looked very old, and it was soaked like it had sunken to the bottom and was stuck there since the time of the pirates. It wasn’t like an awesome shiny, new hot wheels toy racecar. It was like a dull cargo truck, and the shiny, old, wooden, soaked back of the truck, the storage part, and was a dark, wet, brown wood cube. It had dark, black, plastic wheels jammed with lots of wet sand, and the driver’s part was also dark, black, wet plastic. It was in such weird and strange condition I didn’t even recognize it to be an old toy truck at first. It wasn’t a 1200s dark brown pirate wooden shipwreck with millions of dollars of golden 1200s rusty pirate treasure, but… “Hey look what I found!” I immediately ran to Jake, who was already examining the freezing bottom of the cold, giant, wavy Atlantic Ocean. “It’s an awesome, old, dark, soaked, sandy toy truck!” “Cool!” he answered politely, taking a quick, immediate, brisk moment to flash an affectionate look. And we put it on a bright, cheerful, pink, dry, sandy towel, and immediately forgot about it as we splashed into the cold, lumpy, rocky, bumpy, rough, scratchy, sharp bottom of the shiny, fishy, rough, wavy, runaway waves of the beautiful, shiny, fishy, wavy, bumpy, lumpy, rough, sharp Atlantic Ocean, with the dazzling, warm, bright yellow sun above, brightly reflection on the shiny, beautiful, blue, wavy, bumpy, rippled white, runaway waves.