Disturbed Sunbathing

I wrote a descriptive paragraph for English class that had a change of mood transition between paragraphs. I decided to share it!

I sigh as I lay myself down on the beautiful, crowded, Florida beach. There is a nice breeze coming from the south. It’s the perfect day for sunbathing on the white sand. I relax my legs, turn my hands palm up, and close my eyes. I'm welcoming the sun to whatever skin my swimsuit has left exposed, letting it wash over me. I feel a small wet drop splash on my face. It’s probably the salty, ocean spray...

I hear rustling all around me. People are leaving! I feel another splash on my face, then another, then another. Slightly annoyed from the people and the splashes for disturbing my peace I try to focus on the sun again. I find that I can't; I feel no warmth. Another splash lands on my lips. I taste it. The tiny splash does not taste salty like ocean water should. It tastes fresh, it tastes like... rain. Finally, I open my eyes. The sky is no longer sunny and the beach is nearly empty of people. Out of the corner of my eye I see cars in the parking lot driving away. Then, the downpour starts. I squeal, jump to my feet, and race to my car. By the time I get there I look like I've been swimming in the water rather than sunbathing. I open the car door, get in, and slam the door shut. I sit and stare for a moment and then groan. A perfect day completely ruined by the stupid weather. Well, I guess there will always be other sunny days.