The water hit, she screamed, he rejoiced , and they all laughed. It's just how it goes. The moments changed, she was different. The sand understood, and the water never would.  It all becomes messy, things can be broken, or at least they all thought. They thought they were made for the dirt, they were made to stay on that beach and teach the others the same. But as the water hit, they felt the cleanse, they felt the salt understand them for once. She felt the water and ran. They all cried for her, they all never understood , they all tried to know, but it wasn't the fact she stayed, it was the fact she stayed in the exact same place. It was that she believed she was made for the dirt and the sand. That  in itself is the  saddest tale told today. 

TS .