The Sea
The smell of salt hung limply around my body. The field of white is covered in blobs of colour. The rolling waves crash against the rocks. The cries of children fill the air, and the chatter of seagulls is carried on the wind. Lumps of green hug a nearby rock, and my mind enters a state of peace. The shining sun glimmers gently on the sea. A sigh is stuck in my throat, and I’m shocked. I’m home. I’m back where I belong.
Alannah M.
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