Footprints

I dug my feet into the soft sand. Rocks got wedged between my toes. The ocean's salty breeze blew through my hair. As I stared at the sunset, I was at peace and the world around me disappeared. I unwrapped a chocolate bar and savored the delicate taste. Seagulls flew close to me as if to close onto their prey. As the ocean moved to high tide the water gently licked my toes and sea foam left their mark on the sand. A voice broke through my peace and I was brought back to reality. I pocketed my wrapper and walked away from the ocean. The only evidence that I had ever been there were the footprints left in the sand. Footprints that a child may, in the morning or some other day, follow unless, like me, they wash away.

Author's Note

I love the beach and the ocean so I decided that I would write something about it.

Reviews

[BrynnaW.]

@lil lisa:
The beauty of this story is that it can be anybody, even you. This type of story you can guess what happens and why she's there. However, I know that the reader doesn't always like that so maybe sometime soon I'll post more to this story.

[Esther Night]

Great imagey! You really captured the moment!

[MaddyHi]

very nice!!!
I am speachless because this is such a good but short story! You made it so that the emotions filled up and they made so much character. Awesome!!

[Green Regol]

Wow. I beautiful scene. I can't think of anything in this that needs fixing. Good work!
This makes me want to go back to the beach.

So you have a lot of short stories. I think it would be interesting to combine all of them into one somehow-coherent book.

[Just Me]

That was deep in the end. I liked it a lot :)

[Daytonight]

What a wonderfully soothing scene you have painted with your words! I especially love the part about the chocolate bar as chocolate is my favorite!

[Tasha]

I loved the imagery in this. You did a fantastic job. I loved it.

[WhoIsAmelia?]

Great imagery here, pieces of all things peaceful. You've managed to create a picture in my head using only a small paragraph, which is a wonderful talent! I like your style, nicely done.

[lil lisa]

yes i see it could be me. i did thin of it as me. thats cool. but id still love to se where ur mind would have taken the voice in this. i know what i thought but shes not really mine is she. u own her. to me it would have been me coming from a family vacation home to view the sight they came to enjoy but now shes got to back and get ready to eat, where shell meet a boy waiter who lives in town...blah blah blah...but u what was it u were imagining when u thought about this> im just saying...i want more. just saying not hating. :)

[lil lisa]

Footprints that a child may, in the morning or some other day, follow unless, like me, they wash away. i want more. whats this girl doing at the beach, why she so whimsical in her stare into the sea? does she live near the water is the ocean something she gets to see a lot of or not much. i know its a short story but i would read more. is she u?