This was qiute a random, and it doesn't have much of a point, but I hope you like it.
Where I Belong
I walked along the beach, dragging my bare feet through the sand and looking out to sea. The sun was setting, and it sent a beautiful pink light across the horizon. In the distance I could see a yacht gliding through the waves. The sky was empty except for the stray cloud that would appear every five minutes. A cool breeze blew in from the sea that made it feel just that bit too cold to go for a walk this evening. This was the time I liked the best. The rest of beach was deserted, the only sound to be heard the whistling of the wind as it whipped around the beach, causing sand to be flung around in every direction. I sighed, looking out to sea. The wind threw my hair around my face and I couldn’t help but smile. I loved it here. My heart sang with each gust of wind and every sound of breaking wave. The air was so fresh and pure compared to at home, where it smelt like smoke and petrol as you walked through the streets. There weren’t any amazing views like this one back at home. The only views I could see were of more houses, all lining the roads, some nice looking, others . . . not so much. That hadn’t been the place for me. Everybody living so close to each other that you had no time to think. No time to just be yourself, no time to express yourself. But out here, it was like a spirit had lifted the weight off my shoulders. I dreaded to go back home, but I knew my family would be pretty annoyed when I didn’t turn up for Christmas dinner.
The sun lay lower now and it looked an even better sight than before. The wind picked up a little and I sat down on the sand. Inhaling deeply, I thought, this truly is where I belonged.
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