Gray-Stoned Beach
I walked along the quiet, winding trail; the smell of a thousand pines filling my nose. There were no people here due to the light rain, but it didn't bother me. It was peaceful. I turned a sharp corner, immediately greeted by a blast of icy ocean air. The Pacific Ocean roared with power in front of me, white caps crashing against the high walls of rock. I stared down the ragged cliff, gazing down at a small beach in a crevasse of the cliff. A small trail seemed to lead to it. The tranquility calmed me instantaneously. I never want to leave.
A sharp noise ripped through my ears and made me shoot awake. Realizing it was my alarm, I grunted and smacked it with my fist. The sound stopped. After contemplating my own demise, …show more content…
I gripped it tightly and pulled, wincing in pain. The alcohol residue did not help a single bit. I pulled the three inch beer bottle piece completely out, dropping it on the gravel parking lot with a clink. I need a hospital, but I didn't go. Something wanted me to continue along the trail. So I did. The same sensation swept over me as in my dream, because I was in the same place my dream had taken place. It took me a while realize this. But when I did, I remember the beach with the trail leading to it. I searched, and sure enough there it was. I walked down the trail, revealing a gray stoned beach with a perfect view the moon inside the crevasse. I lied down on the edge of the water, and stared up at the starry sky. I stayed like this for what seemed like hours, until a pale gray figure came up to me. The figure appeared female, with a slender structure and blonde hair. There was no light behind her eyes. I panicked, fearing the thing was going to do something to me. She suddenly spoke. “Shh.. You'll be fine.” I recognized her voice. “Mom? Mo-“ I was cut off by her cold fingers pressing in between my eyes. I fell through the rocks below the sand, below the thousands of miles of rocks. The stopped. Black swirled around me, then everything went
I walked along the quiet, winding trail; the smell of a thousand pines filling my nose. There were no people here due to the light rain, but it didn't bother me. It was peaceful. I turned a sharp corner, immediately greeted by a blast of icy ocean air. The Pacific Ocean roared with power in front of me, white caps crashing against the high walls of rock. I stared down the ragged cliff, gazing down at a small beach in a crevasse of the cliff. A small trail seemed to lead to it. The tranquility calmed me instantaneously. I never want to leave.
A sharp noise ripped through my ears and made me shoot awake. Realizing it was my alarm, I grunted and smacked it with my fist. The sound stopped. After contemplating my own demise, …show more content…
I gripped it tightly and pulled, wincing in pain. The alcohol residue did not help a single bit. I pulled the three inch beer bottle piece completely out, dropping it on the gravel parking lot with a clink. I need a hospital, but I didn't go. Something wanted me to continue along the trail. So I did. The same sensation swept over me as in my dream, because I was in the same place my dream had taken place. It took me a while realize this. But when I did, I remember the beach with the trail leading to it. I searched, and sure enough there it was. I walked down the trail, revealing a gray stoned beach with a perfect view the moon inside the crevasse. I lied down on the edge of the water, and stared up at the starry sky. I stayed like this for what seemed like hours, until a pale gray figure came up to me. The figure appeared female, with a slender structure and blonde hair. There was no light behind her eyes. I panicked, fearing the thing was going to do something to me. She suddenly spoke. “Shh.. You'll be fine.” I recognized her voice. “Mom? Mo-“ I was cut off by her cold fingers pressing in between my eyes. I fell through the rocks below the sand, below the thousands of miles of rocks. The stopped. Black swirled around me, then everything went