My feet curl to grip the slippery rocks. Minnows nibble at algae, flowing side to side in a repetitive dance. Golden rays leak through the branches to illuminate the stream. My friend splashes chilling water in my face, lessening the searing heat. Before we know it, we are waist deep and drenched to the bone. The beginning of a perfect summer day. I just hope it continues.
“Becca, I gotta drop the groceries off”
I watch Kendra wade out of the water and slip onto her bike. As she rides away, my perfect day fades.
I pull myself out of the water and drape my shoes around my neck as I run after her. I run down the street, past the bus stop, and across the stone pathway. Lush grass brushes between my toes as I lug the bags off Kendra’s bike and into the little cottage. This drains the fun out of the day.
“Come out and join me!”
A melodious voice calls from outside.
We put away the milk and rush out the door.
Above our heads, Kendra’s grandmother sits in her harness, suspended by thirty feet of rope. The wall of rock shades the seventy year old woman. We both gear up and tie into two stray ropes.
We climb the rest of the day. Our fingers ache as we lower to the ground. The sky god paints the horizon cherry, apricot, and lemon as the sun sets beneath the mountains. Navy floods the sky and we gaze at the stars shimmering above. My dream is fulfilled, today was the perfect summer day!
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My poems and short stories
PoetryI will be writing poems and posting them here. Most of them will be completely unrelated. They will have different topics, writing styles...Some will just be what I think and some will be school assignments.
