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“My first two years I was living close to t…
he beach”
Living close to the beach for the first two years of my life was a truly magical experience. I can still vividly remember the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, the feel of the warm sand beneath my feet, and the salty sea breeze that always seemed to linger in the air.
Every morning, my parents would take me for walks along the beach, allowing me to explore the wonders of the ocean at such a young age. I would collect seashells, build sandcastles, and chase seagulls along the shoreline, completely captivated by the beauty and tranquility of the sea.
As I grew older, my love for the beach only deepened. I would spend hours swimming in the crystal-clear waters, soaking up the sun, and simply basking in the natural beauty that surrounded me. The beach became my happy place, a sanctuary where I could escape from the worries of the world and just be at peace.
Looking back on those first two years of my life living close to the beach, I realize how fortunate I was to have such a special upbringing. The beach will always hold a special place in my heart, and I will forever cherish the memories of those carefree days spent by the sea.
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