A Winters Surf

This is a Narrative I started today. We were learning more about punctuation in class and I was trying to include as much detail as I could to this. NOTE: It is not finished yet, but if you would like to hear the rest please comment below... :))

I suited up… The icy wind whipped at my teased hair, hauling it up into the bitter cold sky. Storm clouds appear, the gloomy colour, so disheartening to the soul. I grasped my lustrous board, lodged it under my arm and set to the beach. The cool sand wriggled it’s way through my numbing toes. “ I am not looking forward to this,'' I faintly said to myself...