Aesha Roxinne Flinn

ind caress my skin. I was driving for an hour, cl

allowed the wind to play with my hair. I

soul with no

ll lights mov

hair, I started walking towa

st to put that into a small boat, but it was swaying

ger one with his hands crossed on his ches

each them. The sound of my heels ticking o

I frowned when he almost fell down the w

d to be keenly watching his every mo

an embarrassed smile. The older man only smiled at

y are out here fighting w

s busy plotting how to end lives. How to make someone suffer wh

el, don't

I said and saw the you

he heard something wrong, and the

t this hour ma'am," the younger one said, scratchin

along. " I

added and loo

ce I last fish I wonder?

this time it is the

aside from his careful observation

odd

oor when I removed my heels off my feet. Careful as a cat, I successfully managed to balance myself.

man placed himself, but within a minute,

omething and the

g the sea, embracing the coldness and the darkness

laced my fingers on the water to mark a line

moved my hand towards the water, like the caressing of it

ing of the engine, the bo

it's tim

jump out of the boat. I let myself feel the c

uldn't step out of the boat because I was sitting just

is pulling me to dive in, no ma

diving and was welcomed by the pani

sily s

s old girl in a compa

ared to somehow lesse

re his eyes on me and busied himself with the net. The older

but it was immediately co

fore diving again. It was as i

m fully satisfied and decided

ally do, and I seated, watching, and

r me to live like they do I w

fe but it is better

e experience a bright life then

believe those are other fishermen striv

but an atm card. I shoul

ht of the lighthouse is showing from afar

do

e swimming al

eems like the old man has been observant of me for a

for the dog to set

et, and his eyes are very evident of it. I searched for a nearby boat where he m

old wind is not helping

im until we rea

lso alo

all the fishes they caught this night. He is a bit heavy because h

ed the dog more to make him feel my w

ps, I turned to them for thi

me to g

ite the wind blowing my

iled wide an

tag along with us to fish again Miss.

time to explore with unknown people l

ng a jacket to keep you from free

the young one's hair

th you again," this time his

thing tug i

I would run to hug them, but ins

amily. And a person who is left without a family to

ck my heels up and climbed up my motorcycle

armth to a