I... I can't see a thing. My thoughts are clouded, I'm choking in the grey wisps that gently pass by. The cold freezes the tears rolling down my face. I can't keep to the ground as the forceful wind threatens to disturb my balance. As I keep moving forward, everything is greyer by the minute.
"I must keep going," I think to myself, "I must."
I mustn't give up. I promised I wouldn't... I promised. But even the forces might be too strong for me. But I have to try- I must. If I stop now... I'll lose everything, everything that I had waited so long for, everything that I had ever dreamed. It seems too much of a waste if I just give that up now.
"I'll find it again. I know I will."
Deep down, I knew this was going to come. I could see the oncoming storm from the shore. Everything seemed so wonderful though so I thought the storm would harmlessly pass by.
But it had become a deadly cyclone- a hurricane.
The sun was still shining. I couldn't get enough of the sunlight. All my worries didn't exist in the sunlight. I would run up and down the beach, singing out loud as I didn't care that a soul in the world would see me like this. I was happy... I was so happy.
But then the clouds rolled in..
I didn't like the grey, the coldness of the missing sun. But surely those clouds would have gone away soon. It wouldn't have done any extreme damage. The sun would easily be seen again.
But it only became blacker and blacker.
The rain began to pour down on me. The waves of the sea began to thrash against each other in the soft winds. I began to feel uneasy now. I was beginning to become scared. I mean, I've been in a storm before, it'll surely just go away again.
But where was my sunlight?
I knew I was in danger when I heard the thunder. The loud cracks coincided with the blinding white flashes. I didn't know what to do. It had never been this bad before. But all I needed to do was never let go, keep holding on. I can't just let it blow me away... I can't. It means too much for me to stay on this beautiful beach with my perfect sunlight. I couldn't lose that.
The winds just became stronger and stronger.
I was flying at this point. The only thing not letting me fly away was not letting go. I couldn't let go... I just couldn't. I can't lose everything just like that... I just can't. I can't give up... I mustn't give up.
Then the flash blinded me, the crack of thunder deafened me and the powerful wind stabbed me. That's when I knew- this storm will never end.
I lost my grasp.
I let go.
No! I couldn't believe this, it couldn't be happening... it couldn't!
Further and further I spiralled through the wind. Further and further until I finally lost sight.
I woke up and I was all alone. The mist was everywhere, the winds remained powerful. I looked and looked but there was nothing in sight. I silently cried into the wet sand, hoping for some sort of miracle. But you could never ask for miracles.
And so to keep myself alive, I kept moving. What else was there to do. The storm would kill me if I didn't make an effort for survival. And if there was ever a chance that the storm would stop- I couldn't just give up like that. "I promised I wouldn't give up... I promised."
In the haze, I pushed on and on. My body screamed for me to stop and the pain was just unbearable. But for any hope to exist to find the sunny beach again, I had to keep moving.
The forces of the wind fought me but I didn't let it win. I just pushed on and on.
On and on. On and on.
It felt like days now that I have been walking through the haze. I still couldn't see a thing. Maybe I couldn't see anything because there was nothing there.
Maybe the beach really didn't exist anymore. I could never have the beach again.
Never.
Never ever.
I collapsed in a heap at the sudden realisation. I've lost it, it's gone. I can never see it again. Only the storm would exist. Once it passes, the beach would be in ruins. It could never be mended. I curled up, hoping that it would all just end. It was too much to bear.
But then I saw the tiniest string if sunlight.
I stared at the golden specks of the sunlight. It gleamed against the clouds of mist. Then I noticed other strings, a wispy war against the grey. It was hope, unmistakable, strong hope. Hope that hid behind the clouds the entire time. Hope that I couldn't feel compared to the pain and loss. But I could feel it now... I could definitely feel it.
Slowly, the haze began to disappear. I then spotted that beautiful beach, only a few feet away. But it wasn't the same. There was still something missing... something that made it my beach... our beach.
I looked up with the biggest, most joyful smile on my face when he took me by the hand.
