aditi's simple thoughts (original)

  The Beach Plum Island Beach, MA Broken seashells puncture my feet; Strong waves push against me, Before pulling me in; Warm sand bakes my heels, As the sun mercilessly beat down on me; Scattered shells, of all shapes and sizes, Are gems to collectors sandy hands; Kids joyously fling sand around them,  As colorful bikini-covered girls sun-bask; Seagull's loud cries add to the ever-going conversation' As they scavenge for food; Boats of all kinds surf the waves; Kites stay aloft, while their flyers watch attentively The roar of the waves lures me deeper, As I stare into the abyss of water.

              Once upon a time, there is a very pretty, quirky American Girl doll named Kimaya. Kimaya had everything she needed; clothes, a bed, toys, food, even an iPad. But there were a couple things that she reeeeeally wanted. Her best friend, a 10-year old girl, promised they would go to the American Girl store at Natick and get her items. So Kimaya waited.      Kimaya's birthday was fast approaching. With only two weeks until her birthday, Kimaya's friend planned to go to the American Girl store on this Sunday. Kimaya was very excited about this. She loved the AG store. It was filled with sooooo many items. Kimaya started counting down the days until the weekend.      Finally Sunday came. Kim's friend buckled her up in the Lexus, and off they went. Natick is only thirty minutes away, and soon they were in the mall, walking towards the AG store.       Kim's friend at once started looking f...