Memories of water

[geminianeyes]

Drowning.

When I was a child, my parents took me, my brother, and two cousins to the beach. The four of us had a whale of a time, though I often ran back from the water’s edge to my mother to wipe the salt water from my eyes. Soon I got accustomed to it and I played in the water.

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Original entry as appearing at Ink to Screen.