My Writing

On the weekend my family and I went for a walk on the beach. We walked on the sand and near the water we picked up some shells.

Next we went to get some ice creams then we walked back to the car. On the way we saw a friend. My mum and dad said I could go for a swim. After ten minutes of swimming, I cut my hand and it was bleeding a lot but I did not care, so I went home with a bleeding hand.

I did not enjoy my time at the beach because of the rock. My dad put a plaster on it but the blood just went through the plaster and the plaster was all red.