The Lighthouse

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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.

:)

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