Mind over Matter [H.S]

Two teens fight for first place as the North Americans surfing championship is held the coming months. Expect a surfing competition would only be the beginning to a series of events that bond them for life.

"The best surfer out there is the one having the most fun." - Phil Edward's

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"So you're saying you think life is meaningless?" He hums behind me, unfazed. I nod, needing to give my voice a break.

"Why don't you kill yourself if there's no point in living?" He asks, his chest vibrating behind my back as he asks this with a lower tone of voice.

A part of me was surprised that he came up and asked that so freely, I want to scoff at how bluntly he questioned my motives. But the other part of me totally understands why he's curious.

"Life has been given a new meaning over the years," I speak slowly and really focus so I can control myself this time. "The life that we're talking about is the average human life, all the things that have been made up and put in place and all the expectations in society for how you should act and react to things," I explain, "that's not the only type of life there is, Harry, that's just all we've been taught."

He takes a few calming moments before responding curiously.

"You're like an existential nihilist then?" He asks, I screw my face up at his question, responding. "The fuck does that mean?"

"Someone who believes life is meaningless," he retorts, an obvious tone in his voice.

"A sea turtle wouldn't be a 'nihilist' because sea turtles are doing what they've always done, and what they were made to do. Humans would've never even created that word if we did what we were meant to do, and that's not work your whole life just to survive. Call me what you want but truly I'm just seeing through this bullshit, so called, 'life'," I argue, earning a deep inhale from him as my body rises up with his chest again.

"So...you're sad because you feel trapped then. That's what I think."

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