Saving Venice Beach
*Prologue*
I trembled as I stepped on burning hot broken glass, while walking on one of the awful beaches in California, Venice Beach.
When you think right now, we'd be expecting snow or hail or whatever
Mother Nature wants us to experience and this time it was incredibly hot weather in January.
My long brown wavy hair was pulled back into a slick ponytail while my bathing suit was under my light and see through white dress.
My feet were dragging a long line of blood from the broken beer bottle, so I just took a deep breath and kept walking.
But I stopped.
I couldn't believe what I saw.
Within feet of me the entire beach was filled with garbage.
Beer bottles, candy bar wrappers, empty bags of chips, sandwhiches, anything you expected it was probably there.
There was even five or six dead seagulls around the trashcans it was disgusting.
And this garbage went on from my perspective, miles and miles. This stuff couldn't have been here for just one day, it had to been here for years.
I'm Dana Holman, I'm seventeen,
and I'm going to Save Venice Beach.
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Hi, this is my first story :)
You may not understand the story at first, but later on you will. I promise :)