My life is now twisted. Just like the shell I hold in my hand. Small, yet twisted. I pushed my toes through the soft sand and tried to focus on the sound of waves crashing against the shore and seagulls cawing overhead.
I felt the presence of someone behind me. Now next to me. Looking to the side, I saw Samy sitting down, her hair blowing back in the soft breeze. I hugged my knees close to my chest and made a low growling sound. "Go. He'll hurt you, too."
Samy didn't reply. "Hey, Mel. Remember when we use to wear our Dora-and-Boots one pieces and tried to make 'sand castles', but they always ended up as muck because we'd used too much water?"
I couldn't help but suppress a smile. Although my memories preferred to be hidden, Samy could always remind me of the good times we've had together. Eliza also helped a lot in my childhood. When my life was still sane.
I focused on the pale blue hitting the soft shore. Maybe my life was the only one that's crazy.
I don't think anyone loves me.
But they must, if they keep dying.
I stared at my wedding ring for part of the time I was driving home.
...
I cried myself to sleep
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