The Pier.
Andy walked to the end of the pier, the water was a dark grey, chilling sight.
He felt abandoned and forgotten by those that he had once thought he could depend on.
He had never done very well on his own and he wasn’t sure what to do or where to go.
He closed his eyes and tried to envision the bright blue waves of his childhood, but they no longer existed and his mind couldn’t quite portray the vivid colors he wanted.
Frustrated and devastated he slammed his fist against the wood railing, preventing him from falling into the dark crashing tides beneath him.
The sanctuary that he had in his mind all of these years, the place he thought of in times of doubt; the only place he could depend on to remain the same, was gone.
Eaten away by time and climate, eroded by trash, even the smell had rotted away the breeze smelled more like death than life.
“So that’s it..” he whispered to himself in defeat.
“Maybe this place needs you more than you need it.” The words seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere all at once. Andy spun around and around but he was still alone.
He walked quickly back the way he came but stopped abruptly at the entry to the pier and slowly turned his head back towards the deserted pier. Its dark foggy waters, trash piled around as far as he could see, smells of garbage and rot floating in the breeze. An undoubtably uninviting view.
“Abandoned and forgotten..” Andy whispered to himself.
He felt abandoned and forgotten by those that he had once thought he could depend on.
He had never done very well on his own and he wasn’t sure what to do or where to go.
He closed his eyes and tried to envision the bright blue waves of his childhood, but they no longer existed and his mind couldn’t quite portray the vivid colors he wanted.
Frustrated and devastated he slammed his fist against the wood railing, preventing him from falling into the dark crashing tides beneath him.
The sanctuary that he had in his mind all of these years, the place he thought of in times of doubt; the only place he could depend on to remain the same, was gone.
Eaten away by time and climate, eroded by trash, even the smell had rotted away the breeze smelled more like death than life.
“So that’s it..” he whispered to himself in defeat.
“Maybe this place needs you more than you need it.” The words seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere all at once. Andy spun around and around but he was still alone.
He walked quickly back the way he came but stopped abruptly at the entry to the pier and slowly turned his head back towards the deserted pier. Its dark foggy waters, trash piled around as far as he could see, smells of garbage and rot floating in the breeze. An undoubtably uninviting view.
“Abandoned and forgotten..” Andy whispered to himself.
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