As I sprint across the hot sand that burns the soles of my feet‚ the smell of salt water and sunscreen hits my face. I can see teenagers nearby as they dive to save a falling volleyball‚ covering themselves in grains of sand. While I’m preoccupied‚ watching the intense game of volleyball‚ the cold waves of the Atlantic Ocean come crashing down on my legs. I can hear my best friend‚ Tara‚ dying of laughter as my body tries to adjust to the temperature of the sparking turquoise waters. Surrounding
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beneath my steps. The torrid heat of the afternoon stung my skin‚ and the red sun in the sky blinded me. Sweat trickled down the back of my neck and I squinted my eyes. Painfully‚ I lifted my arm up to shade my gaze‚ a sigh escaping my dry lungs. Every day that I continued to live was repetitive - nothing ever changed. Every day I searched for some other form of human life‚ someone who I could at least share
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instant‚ listening to my coach announce the swimmers competing in the next race. Uneasiness rushed down my spine the moment my coach pronounced my name. My first race began in less than fifteen hours. The months of training before my competition built my endurance and confidence in swimming. I was prepared to tackle my first competition. When it came time to perform‚ the crowd was silent. I was on a ledge that was three feet above the water. I stared at the crystal blue water and saw my reflection. I gripped
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The lazy afternoon sun plants hot kisses on the nape of my neck as I drift up the garden path and towards the house. It’s the kind of heat that dries out your skin and chaps your lips. Towing an armful of bulky paper shopping bags‚ I slip through the side gate‚ shaded by the sweet smelling jasmine that climbs up the wooden fence palings. “Monet!” I shout‚ my eyes dart back and forth‚ surveying the empty yard. A heavy silence follows. My forehead prickles with worry when no little white dog with
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My family’s bright‚ white van‚ that is covered in stickers of various colors and shapes‚ rumbles down the rough road. I look out the window to see the vibrant green trees‚ the grass that is a light shade of brown‚ and the occasional red and brown dead possum lying down in the middle of the road. Then I look out the windshield and see the cloud covered‚ dark sky that warns us of an upcoming storm. As we approach our white house with paint peeling off‚ I look out upon our yard that is filled with various
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The startling sounds of my alarm clock causes me to shoot forward from my bed. After my short lived panic I remember why I am waking up before the sun. I fumble through the darkness gathering my hunting gear before snatching up my shoes as I head towards the door. Pausing briefly in the cluttered mudroom‚ I pull my brown boots over my aching feet. I throw the door open and step into the misty fog. I look to my left and see the sun slowing coming over the horizon. I watch as it fades from a dark
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Germany’s crisp winter air crept beneath the door as the beige-brown blanket held me tight. My phone read 11:30 pm and my eyelids began to feel heavy and started to slide down like blinds on a window. My body jolted as my phone vibrated in my hand. Tyson had sent me a text. It sounds cliché but Tyson was my everything. He was as tall as a tree and whenever we walked together I felt like an ant next to a skyscraper. His eyes were made of little caramel candies and they sparkled when the sunlight hit
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The colour black never represented me in any way‚ it had nothing to do with my nature‚ until now. Like an owl roaming around the lower east side of New York streets‚ we created the dark shadow of terror. Our masculine body armoured with a leather jacket and painted with absurd tattoos made society turn their heads towards the ground as we walk pass. As the sun goes down‚ the innocence of New York sleeps‚ while the predators hunt for their next victim. It was icy cold‚ yet we could bare it all.
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the sand between my toes and the water streaming around my body. I gazed at the horizon. The only thing I could see was the luminous sun and blue sky. The brisk water proceeds up my legs and to my torso as I stroll into the water. I submerged into the water and opened my eyes. All I could see was a blue-green ray of blurriness. I appeared out of the water and flipped my sopping‚ wet hair back and combed my hand through it. I saw back to shore. Feeling relaxed I walked to my towel I flopped onto
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The wind pushed my long chestnut hair into my face and brushed against the hem of my favorite peacoat. I always noticed this as I walked from the parking lot to the school‚ but lately I noticed something new. Even though it’s a short walk‚ maybe a hundred feet or less‚ I always feel like it’s the loneliest time for anyone. Everyone walks alone‚ contained within their own thoughts. I wonder if anyone else feels trapped in their own head like I do? That’s the thought running through my head when I enter
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