My Writing Exercise: Interesting First and Last Paragraph.

My Writing Exercise: Interesting First and Last Paragraph.

FIRST PARAGRAPH.
At daybreak, the sailboat left the harbor with eight couples on board, plus the skipper and his sailor, a brown Labrador watchdog. Frank and I were among the crew. We would be going for a sail out the sea on a day journey to a desert island nearby.

Once we got there around noon, we would bring our lunch and have it on the island. Since it was uninhabited, the gorgeous coral reef or atoll with pristine sandy beaches surrounded by the turquoise sea, had nobody there to help if we would need anything.

A rowboat was loaded with the crew to land at the shore. We brought our snacks, tuna fish, peanut butter and cranberry sandwiches with a bottle of water. Frank had his camera ready to record our memorable adventure. He also gathered seashells to display at our studio in New York. At one point, a bottle in the sand aroused Frank's attention. He exclaimed in astonishment: "Baby! I have found a bottle with a message in the sand. Perhaps, it might have been written by one of the pirates in the Caribbean Sea. I shall keep it baby, so that we could read the message after we get back home."

We glanced at the sea and the blue sky above -as we lay down our bodies holding hands- celebrating our engagement on the soft white sand dune. After having a few bites of our snacks, Frank kept busy taking pictures of mother nature while I dreamt on the sand. It seemed as if I had fallen fast asleep when a sudden noise disturbed my peaceful dreams.

A rattlesnake was watching me from the bush behind...

Then, I woke up with pain in my right leg noticing bloody stains there. I felt I had been stung.

I screamed!!...

 

LAST PARAGRAPH.
I had always been infatuated with pristine sandy beaches, coral reefs and paradise islands in the deep blue sea. Hence our day journey on a vessel was indeed, a memorable experience.

 

We could not wait to read the message in the bottle, so we began to explore a bit farther. We had discovered something amazing after all.

We were all happy and safe back on board again sailing the sea. I took the last glance at the distant desert island, letting a sigh of relief and realizing that it must have been just a dream or rather a nightmare not with blood, but cranberry sauce on my leg.

THANK YOU IN ADVANCE FOR READING!!

WOULD YOU WRITE SOMETHING LIKE THIS and POST IT ON YOUR BLOG?...

AUTHOR: POET STARRY DAWN.