Listening to the sound of waves as they touched my feet, I wish I could chase them. I wish I could hold water in my hands without dropping it.
Is it just me or does everyone else gets amazed by the nature and how it is so alluring and just incredibly beautiful?
When I thought I had seen all of it and embraced it. When I thought it couldn’t get any more breathtaking…
I tilted my face towards the clouds covering the sky. Tiny droplets touched my face and felt like they washed away every sin I had ever done.
This story is written for the Friday Fictioneers, a writing challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
The task of the challenge is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. Please read and share your thoughts about my story in the comment section.
P.S-Feel free to point out any mistake you find and help me improve. 🙂