where the ocean roars like thunder and my heart pounds like mad.

there's this place on the east coast. our family travels there every year. it's my second home, really.
it's a place i know like the back of my hand, where the ocean roars and seagulls fly. every night someone down by the city would set off fireworks and we would watch a movie and ooh and aah over the lights that sparkle in the sky. from our window you could see the lights of the night city light up along the sea. i can taste the salty air now. it's a place my heart has been longing for. this place i call home for just a few weeks out of every year. soon, though, i'll be back there, playing the in the water, searching for shells along the shore, enjoying family time. yes, i can't wait.
gracie.

for those of you who don't know me, my name is gracie. i'm fifteen years-old, the oldest of four.
if i could i would eat blackberries all day, every day, and i like the color yellow. 
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