Amy, 12The sound of trickling water, greenery shading your soft burnable skin. Slippery rocks, The perfect escape. Tiny fish dance in between stomping feet small, sand flies flying your head. The warm nights, shining stars staring down from the gloom of space. The noisy interruptions of cicada rapping up their song for the night. Smiling friends, telling happy memory filled stories, with mugs full of hot chocolate in hand. Okiwi Bay, my blissful, relaxing get away.