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I’m sitting on a pier in Tybee Island. Everything is really beautiful. I’m sitting at a table by myself. [[looking out unto the Atlantic Ocean.]] At the table next to me….my grandmother is sitting….her dress covered in flowers is blowing up. My mom is standing on the edge, looking at the ocean. [[wind blowing in her hair.]]….My dad is on the very end of the pier…[[fishing]].!!!

It’s soooo many birds flying. The sky is really blue. Sounds really corny but I wish I could fly in THIS sky. The birds look sooooo free. I KINDDA envy them to a certain extent.

It’s a lot of people playing in the water. [[They look sooooo happy.]]!!!. I wonder does the water wash away all of our pains…..or maybe the water helps u forget about them for a short period of time. [[MAYBE…..the ocean is filled with pain and agony, bc it’s cleansed soooo many people.]]

All I know is, this moment seems too good [[too beautiful]] to be real. Feels like a dream. And I can honestly say that there is nowhere I’d rather be, but here, RIGHT NOW!!

[[One thing that would make this moment complete is if I could have my Aichee Waichee, my Anna Banana, my Paigie Waigie, my MayMaylicious, my Bri-Bri, and my Aeryn sitting at the table with me…laughing and enjoying the breeze. [[enjoying life.]]

Reviews

[The Devil's Own B***h]

I agree with Dead and Forgotten - this really transports the reader to wherever it is that you are. I could feel the sea breeze blowing across my face, smell the salty mist.

Great job!!!

[Kitty]

This was awesome. Your words actually took me there. Made me feel like i was standing on a pier and seeing what you were seeing!!!

Absolutely awesome!!

Josie

[Kristina Moulaison]

I really liked the style of this...like I was in your head, hearing your thoughts. There is a definite theme emerging from your writing. A yearning to be set free. It speaks of that struggle and unrest that occurs before a change. Like a seed in the ground that's waiting to grow, struggling toward the light. I identify with your writing. It's theme is similar to many of the things I write. My friend Michael is right about one thing, you do have talent. Keep writing.