It was the first day of summer.
Yes.
I hated school.
Cuz the only thing i like to do is surf or swim near the shore.
I live off the coast of Florida.
My family has this really cool beach house. That had a lot of room in it for a beach house.
We also had a lighthouse.
It used to belong to a shipping company but they left this area and my parents bought it.
I wanted to go and surf but the tide was low and it was not good surfing conditions.
So i then choose to walk up the lighthouse.
I've been up it loads of times.
The lighthouse was about 150 feet tall.
It had a spiral pattern of black, red, and white starting from the ground to the top. I really liked that.
When i got to the door to the lighthouse i opened it. It creaked.
I slid inside and started to walk up the stairs.
There were 173 stairs.
When i got to the top the first this i noticed is that i wasn't out of breath.
I shrugged it off.
I started for the huge light.
It was about 6 feet in diameter.
I looked at it expecting to see a huge light bulb.
But there was not a light bulb.
It was worse.
A shampoo bottle.
I screamed.
I ran back down the stairs.
I then ran as fast as i could to the shore.
I picked up my rainbow surf board.
And then i went running in to the sea.
That was not a very good day.
:)
