Challenge
End of the Boardwalk
Poetry, short stories, anything allowed.
The End of the Boardwalk
The end of the boardwalk had always been a retreat, a calming escape when life got too chaotic. I would walk to the edge, and sit down, away from the people crowding around stands, winnng prizes they would throw away in a couple of monthstaking in the beautiful lake spanning what seemed to be forever in front of me. When I sat on the end of the boardwalk all my problems seemed to dissapear, the feeling that filled me was serenity. I haven't been to the boardwalk in a while, I moved for college and haven't been back since. But someday, maybe soon, maybe 50 years in the future, I know I will come back and sit on the end of the boardwalk.
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