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Letters To Father
In the dark of evening, a figure ran down the beach, shattering the calm.. Slipping off her sandals, she couldn’t believe what had happened. As she neared the water’s edge, she lifted her face to the sky, and felt the cool air graze it. She felt strange, like something was wrong, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. She listened to the water lapping at the sand, and felt calmed. Going closer still, she felt the cool sea washing over her, easing that feeling of unrest. She could feel her heart beating in her chest, and the world spinning. Although she was alone now, and the night was over, she had a feeling that her troubles were only just beginning, and at that moment, she wished she had never even agreed to go.
It was nearing the end of another hot summer’s day, and the air had just began to cool. Alexei walked down the beach barefoot. Her mother has told her so many times to wear some shoes, but she’d always loved the way the sand squelched through in between her toes. It gave her a feeling of freedom, not that she was particularly tied to anything anyway. At least she hadn’t been. She had lived in front of the beach her entire life, and she felt the most at home when she was stood on the sand, watching the sea. Normally, she came down to the waters edge for some peace, or to escape her mother’s tirades, but today was different. She was different. As she made…
