Along the coast, the waves smashed against the sandy beaches as I drove down the road. I soon would arrive at my hidden destination, and the shocking taste of salty air danced on my tastebuds. I turned the corner in my car, and I could see that the dirt parking lot was was nearly empty. Once I parked, I began to hike to the top of the hill which seemed to be miles high. After a long, sweaty hike, I reached the top, and was mesmerized by the astonishing view! It was so very clear. Miles and miles of blue seas stared at me, as I looked out into the distance. I felt rejuvenated by the sun beaming down on me. I was so glad to finally be at my get away place. I walked down the steep mountain to the very bottom where my feet sunk into the soft sand. The water was calling my name, so I ran to it. Standing in ice cold …show more content…
Now entering my final year of high school, I am being closed in on by things in life that do not matter. Suffocating myself with homework, procrastination, and unnecessary stress. I feel so afraid, almost as if I am drowning, yet there is no water surrounding me. There is nowhere that I can think! Why does the Bay Area always have to be so go, go, go? After a certain amount of stress in my life, I feel so overwhelmed to the point where I just need to escape. I have a very special place where I can go, so I can meditate. My safe haven was my very own hidden beach. Away from all the madness, traffic, busy-ran lives, and locals who run around like a chicken with their head chopped off, a breathtaking sense of tranquility unwinds me. My mind and my body are at rest when I do not constantly need to think about the pressure of college apps, chemistry class, and expectations that are beyond my capability. In this very moment, standing on my hiding place, all that I know is the sky is blue, the sun is out, and the waves in front of me have a sound almost as if to sooth a baby to