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Meet Me at the Pier
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She never seemed so lonely and she never seemed so broken than now. All those months before when she would smile and laugh were gone into the midnight fog. I stand on the pier glaring into her translucent eyes as I look for the words she won’t dare to say. The fog surrounds her giving her the warmth I can’t give. The full moon reflects light off of my own body, but she must be standing in a shadow because the moon won’t reach her until she reaches it.
Her silky brown curls gently sway in the cool wind but she doesn’t shiver. I want to offer her my jacket but I know she will refuse. I look at the result of a torn life and my eyes sting with tears. How anyone could do this, I would never know.
She gently glided like she normally did to the edge of the pier; she begins to gaze out at the water wishing she was one with the earth and at peace with the waves. I watch her carefully afraid to break eye contact, afraid to loose her. She stretches her arms out in an attempt to fly, she always wanted to fly. Her feet don’t lift and her body doesn’t move. She is once again disappointed.
“This world is so full of disappointment.” Ashley spoke as she gazed at the floor of her warm room. I sat and watched her fall. It was as if I were watching a beautiful glass antique sway back and forth on the table and all I could do is try to reach it in time.
“Ash, your dad loved you. Just because he is gone doesn’t mean that it has changed.” I tried to convince her. Her tears refused to fall and once again she screwed the cap on her emotions and shook the bottle.
“Its fine, Spence, you’re right he can still love me from heaven. So what are we doing tonight?” Her words came quick and her emotions drowned in the carbonated fizz. If there was one thing I knew about Ashley, it was that if she didn’t want to talk about it, then you didn’t bring it up.
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Car accidents are lame and i wish they didnt happen, but they do-sonXluffer. Buddy what happenend??? I hope that you are going to be okay. Please write to Erin and Me, so that we know, at least, that you are okay!!!! With the story, I liked the idea that you used, even though, it made both of us, sad. TTYL and take care buddy. I just hope that we hear from you soon.
Wow that was very touching and well writing as i sit her all sad now. Great story.
Car accidents are lame and i wish they didnt happen, but they do-sonXluffer. Buddy what happenend??? I hope that you are going to be okay. Please write to Erin and Me, so that we know, at least, that you are okay!!!! With the story, I liked the idea that you used, even though, it made both of us, sad. TTYL and take care buddy. I just hope that we hear from you soon.
Wow that was very touching and well writing as i sit her all sad now. Great story.
Holy freaking guacamole. Hang on, what car accident? Are you ok. You have the whole board freaking out now. You write one stunning stunning story, leave us in puddles in our various places of reading, and then worry us. Hmmm. Just update a two liner so we can at least tell you’re ok.
Holy freaking guacamole. Hang on, what car accident? Are you ok. You have the whole board freaking out now. You write one stunning stunning story, leave us in puddles in our various places of reading, and then worry us. Hmmm. Just update a two liner so we can at least tell you’re ok.