"The beach was empty that morning, even the wind was somewhere else..."

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“The beach was empty that morning, even the wind was somewhere else…”

The beach was empty that morning, even the wind was somewhere else, it seemed as through the world was needing its breath, waiting as if something was missing, as if the needed what was missing to make it complete again. I walked on knowing that it would never be complete again, that for me something would always be missing.

       The cold stung my face making my skin tighter than it already felt, the first few fringes of dawn light emerged and started to spread into the inky darkness that was left of the night sky. The wind started to pick up, whipping the spray from the waves onto my face and into my eyes. The saltwater stung my eyes but no tears came, none were left as I had used them the night before.

      I huddled deeper into my thick coat and made my way to the out sterner of rock that rose out of the sand morning it’s smooth perfect surface. When I reached the rock, for first time I looked back along the beach and up to the house, the curtains were pulled open and smoke was rising from the chimney. Aunt Beth was already up but she did not come looking for me, either she had not discovered that I was gone or she had seen me and decided to give me peace for a while. I turned my back on the house and the single set of footprints in the sand and climbed the rock.

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     With the dawn wind had came with vengeance and it was even stranger on their rock. It whipped my hair in front of my face trying to blind me, to make me fall but I had aim bed that rock. When I reached the top of the rock. I sat and looked out over the sea to watch the sun slowly climb the sky. Although I had lived here from the age of nine, usually the sight of sunrise never failed to impress me, it had never lost it’s magic until that morning. I was too empty inside, ...

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