Creative writing: a PERSONAL experiance, memory etc... which can of course be made up so long as its realistic

A cool breeze blew in from the sea, just the right kind of breeze that comforts you but makes no noise except the occasional whistle though the grass. The crickets sang and in the distance, just visible, the calm foamy waters of the tropical sea were breaking and gently shrinking back from the shore. At the hotel however none of this could be heard above the crude disco music thudding and pounding through the air …

…head that I was dragged and carried back to the room. It was with that thought in my head that I listened; as my parents talked about what a good investment it was to give me swimming lessons. So it was that hair damp and teeth chattering, I rolled up tight in the blankets and snuggled my head into the pillow. "Well," I thought. "If that's excitement then I think I'd rather stick with boredom."