Who knows what it feels like to live in a small town? Everyone knows everybody, all your secrets and just almost everything about you. Well I for sure know how it feels to live in a small town. I live in a town with a population of 59. How much smaller can you get!
My best friend moved away from my freshman year to North Carolina, we talk to each other everyday and we know each other like the back of our hands. We both thought that it was about time we see each other face to face. I bought a plane ticket to go visit her the summer before my senior year.
It was my first time on a plane ride. I was nervous and scared at the same time. I didn’t know what to do or where to go, I asked for so much help they might have just about got sick of me. I get off the plane relieved that I made it from South Dakota to North Carolina. Her family is all there to pick me up, I was so glad they all came! We walk out of the airport and it’s like the air is smothering because it is so humid outside. We had 2 hours to drive home from the airport, and I have never seen so many trees at one time in my life! I was fascinated of how the roads are so curvy and they are in between the trees, you can’t see any buildings around, just trees EVERYWHERE! I live in South Dakota, and we are more prairie land with some trees in the area. We eventually got to her house. You would assume that two hours is kind of long time in a car, but I was just dazed watching the scenery.
My best friend and I caught up on 3 years of not visiting with each other face to face. It felt great! Her family was so excited that I came to visit, they took me everywhere in the Carolinas. The best place was Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. I have never seen an ocean before. It was about a five hour drive from where they lived to Myrtle Beach. As you assume, it felt like it took forever to get there because I was so excited to see the ocean! We stayed at this very nice hotel, we don’t have anything fancy in South Dakota, so I enjoyed everything I saw. We were on the seventh floor and every time we left and came back we had to go up to the parking on the seventh floor. This parking was like a spiral and I probably would have got really dizzy if we would have gone up anymore. We finally get into the hotel room and I ran across the room to the balcony and I saw it! I felt like I was a little girl on Christmas morning. I open the sliding door and it smells wonderful, it was the smell of salt water and I stood out there for about an hour just watching the waves, dazed of how beautiful the ocean looked. Finally my friend came out and said “Do you want to go swimming?” I didn’t know if I wanted to. It seemed like fun to go jump in the waves, I saw people doing it while I was out there for so long, but I was scared because I automatically thought, sharks.
I put my swimsuit on and I told my friend “I am just going to lay here and get a tan.” I didn’t want to tell her I was scared to go swimming in the ocean. About an hour passes and she asked me if I wanted to go yet. I thought I should probably just try going into the ocean and see, millions of people that were there were doing it too, so it must have been safe. Right? I walked very slowly into the ocean, praying that nothing bad would happen. I get further and the waves are starting to hit me pretty good, and my friend was just jumping and just having tons of fun. I thought to myself, “Okay, I could be having just as much fun if I just get over this fear.” I kept telling myself over and over again that nothing is going to happen. I jumped my first wave and I laughed so hard. It was like I was a little kid just totally enjoying life! I was in the ocean for a very long time, my fingers got all wrinkly. They kept telling me it’s time to come in now, it’s getting dark.
That was my first time seeing an ocean and being in North and South Carolina. I would love to go back! I was thinking that maybe I could live there some day, but than I thought if I did that, than I might start to get sick of the ocean, So maybe not. I had the best time of my life when I was there and I would love to go back, and while I was there I did miss the little old state of South Dakota.
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