One Sandy Feeling

My goodness, people have got to start loosing weight. I didn't feel this much weight last year. Not only is it heavy when people walk but when they lay down, it hurts. Are all of the gyms closed these days or something. The bellies on some of the people make me think, what could they have possibly consumed to get to that size. I'm outraged by this issue. The weight is not evenly distributed amongst my perimeter. The area around the snack shack seems to be the heaviest, well I wonder why. The first beach day of the year always brings the biggest crowd.

The smell of the ice cream and junk food fills makes my stomach. One or two ice creams at the beach is fine on a hot day, but having five or six like some of the people here today. I just can't take it any more, and its only the first day. The wrappers from the chips and Popsicles never seem to make it to the garbage can. I have about a dozen spread across me, and by the end of the day, they are never filled. The wrappers are spread across the beach from one end to another. The taste from the garbage is grouse because it starts is warm by the end of the day and it begins to rot.

My life is so boring, I hate it. The feeling of the cold water pushing up against the bottom of me, makes my grains shiver. The poles they stick into me hurt because they always seem to got so deep, just so that they can toss a ball in between two. What if they where me, how do you think they would feel. The no respect thing has gone on for too long especially considering its only the first beach day. All of the humans have their little critters doing their stuff on me and they never pick it up. It's gross to know that people sit on the decomposed "you know what stuff".

Aside from animal bodily functions, the one thing that pushes my marbles is that I seem to have the worst life compared to my other object friends. I mean come on Sam the tree has the best life. He is tall, gets all of the sun he wants and his only job is to give humans shade, and shelter for birds and other little animals. Seriously he has it easy. Not only does he have an easy life, but he seems to get all of the girls no matter what. Sam always has been the funnier one, the smarter one or the better looking one. It's just not fair.

The sun was starting to set and the tide was starting to come in meaning it was almost time for me to settle down for a good nights rest. As well once the beach workers come out to clean me up, I suddenly relax, making it easier to relax. My top becomes squeaky clean; no garbage or any human remains are left after the workers clean me up.

The light breeze, along with the sounds of waves crashing against the shore give my grains a sense of peace and quiet. As the night continued, I finally got to sleep. Tonight was one of those nights were you know you are tired, but you just can't seem to fall asleep. 99 seagulls, 98 seagulls, 97 seagulls......I was sound asleep.

Everybody knows that a sign they are asleep is that you start to dream. You dream of your past or even the future. I seemed to be stuck on today's events, and how I wish I were something else, when all of a sudden..........................................I started to dream that I was indeed something else. I was looking over the lake. I could see the mountains, sand, and even the highway. I was really high up. I seemed to be large in height and stuff was poking out of me. I felt something moving on one of my branches. Wait I have branches......earlier today I wished I was Sam because he had the best life. This means I got my wish.

What am I going to do. I don't want to be stuck like this forever. I mean I didn't hate being sand, but........oh no this isn't good. How am I going to change back. I'm scared of height, and its cold way up here. Just stop and think. How did I get myself into this in the first place? I was wishing I was Sam because I thought he had the better life, but there's no way. My life is way better. I will put up with the over weight people as long as I can get down from here.

I was tired from the long opening beach day, that is why I feel asleep before I knew the end result of my wish. I just prayed that everything was going to be back to normal in the morning.

The sun shone brightly as the tide went out. I woke up with a startle because of the boat motors starting up. Wait, I can here and feel the boat motors, I open my eyes and saw everything from the ground. I'm back, thank goodness. I was happy to be sand for once in my life. I was happy to her the kids playing and splashing around. I had a new prospective on life after being a tree for on night. I love who I am and what I am because I play such an important roll in being the beach!