It was a sweltering summer day, the kind where it's almost too hot to walk, and most kids were inside playing games or having fun at the beach. But unlike most kids, I was moving our stuff into our new house. The house was pretty sizable for a beach cottage, but when you walked in, the stench of a cat assaulted your nostrils. Luckily, we had some air freshener that could clear away the smell. Carrying boxes was boring and exhausting. I would’ve rather been playing video games at that moment, not lifting tons of furniture through a small doorway. For hours, all I did was take a box out of the truck, and deposit the box into the house. It was a tedious process, but necessary, if I wanted to have a comfortable living space. Taking out all our boxes and furniture took up about half of the precious day, time I could have spent playing games.
About a day later, when we got all of our furniture and belongings set up, my whole family was talking about the beach. We were all excited. The beach was one of the reasons we moved to Hermosa Beach. But it had been a while since my brothers and I had even been to a decent beach, so it wasn’t on the top of our to-do list. What was, however, on the top of our to-do lists was getting our Xbox One set up. The day before, when we had seen the Xbox in the back of the moving truck, it was like we had found an oasis in an arid desert of boredom. We immediately wanted to play it, but the TV wasn’t even set up yet so we knew we would have to wait.
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After what seemed like years of waiting, the TV was finally set up and ready to go. We were so excited to finally play. We were like kids in a candy store. Then from the kitchen, I heard, “Come on boys, it's time to go.”
Go? Go where? I thought as my dad came into the living room with his swimming shorts on.
Oh, I realized, we’re going to the beach. “Aww, mom we were all going to play Minecraft together,” I whined.
“Just hurry up and get your swimming stuff on, oh and don’t forget a towel,” my mom said, only slightly annoyed.
While trudging along the smooth concrete path to the beach, I thought about all the amazing things I could have been doing on Minecraft. As we tread farther towards the beach, the smell of the salty ocean water wafted up my nose. It was like a welcoming hug. I soon felt the soft grittiness of the sand at my feet, and heard the gentle crashing of the waves hitting the shore. This is really soothing, I thought. For once in my life, I was glad I was doing something else besides playing video games. Then, after endless hours of enjoying all the beach has to offer with my family, it was, unfortunately, time to go home. That day I realized that spending time with your family and having fun, is better than playing video games at home.
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