March 13, 2010
by the seaside
I had woken up in a small house by the seaside that smelled of seawater and lavender. It felt familiar but new, everything in white lace and light shades of pink and gold. There is a small kitchen with hand painted roses on the counter tops and a beautiful table with shells placed carefully around the edges. I look around to the window and a gust of wind touches my face causing me to blink my eyes. The doorbell rings a sad and low tune...I feel like something is coming. I feel like maybe this is where I am supposed to be. Although this little house is quite lovely I already feel lonesome.
I slowly walk to the door and find outside a letter and a package...for me? I bring the package inside and find a string of butterfly lights, 3 little sparkly fish made out of clay and a dried up rose. I immediately hung the lights over the window and wondered if someone would see. My fingers were stained with glitter from the clay fishes and I clasped the dried rose in my hand and made a wish. I was so amazed at these little gems I forgot to read the letter. If I can find my way back to this place I will try to read it or learn who these where from. I feel like I'll see this little house again someday....but maybe with someone else. I want him by the seaside with me. I want him to love me forever, but he will never find this place unless I show him.
Posted by Danica Pardini at 12:24 PM