My Beautiful Place

Anya said she was happy to share her descriptive writing. We think her work is pretty special. Well done Anya.

My Beautiful Place

 

I cast my eyes out to the mountains shaped like pyramids.  As I look down on the whole village, a view I can describe as the most beautiful place in the world.

The gleaming sun beams into my eyes as the weather decides to heat up. The flat, calm water slowly cascaded
up my body as I jump in, as straight as a pencil. The water peered through the leaves.  The sky glowed red and orange.  The last tip of the sun sank slowly down to the bottom of the sea.

As I walk along the beach in the darkness, I hear the night animals trying to catch my attention, as their voices echo around, then get quieter and quieter, and finally fade away.

This is the place I call paradise.  This place I call home, my special place. Samoa.

By Anya