Memories I forced the door open and was blinded by sunlight and choked from all of the dust that had settled in the room. As I entered, the wooden floors slightly give way. Rusty nails poked out of the floorboards and old water stains have made designs on the walls. Woods were really rusty and at any given day this house would collapse. There was reading table against the wall and top of it there …showed first 75 words of 2524 total…

…showed last 75 words of 2524 total…the ocean. It still looks the same as it did eight years ago. As I was walking along shore, I saw other young kids collecting seashells or walking with their parent and all I could think was about Radi I don’t have picture of her. All I have is some good memories. As the sunset revealed its passions, I was graving new sets of footprint along the shore and waves kept on erasing them.