Paradise by Pasupathi Sivaruban

As the turquoise blue sea crashed onto the shore, the serene sun shone brightly giving us a natural source of heat and light. The sand was crafted in to magnificent castles which were glistening in sight. Excitedly all the children would grab their ginormous supers soakers and water bombs and go to the bases; the red team would take place on the grass with the red heads and it was the same with the blues but on the sand. While the adults would relax teenagers would play volley ball. Towering palm trees swayed side to side as the wind was a gentle breeze, but there is a statue of an army in different colours expressing their feelings. A platoon of mysteriousness still lurks .