It has been a while since he felt like he last saw the sea. Staring at the starry sky and the moon lit his way. The sea was too blue to be believed by one's eyes. "Oh, the stars! How much I've missed the stars!". His year was full of strange changes, changes he might never get used to. His home got stripped away to go to the upper side of the city. All the memories he had left on the walls were painted over. His uncertainty about his friends just started increasing. He only had burdens to carry but none to share. He decided to go to the sea the only place that remains in his memories before it gets stripped away too. He wasn't sure of anything anymore, other than he had been wrong all his life. Sand under his feet, the salty cool wind, the crushing waves of the sea, the starry sky and the moon lighting everything like it was one beautiful scene from a movie he'd like. Just then, he felt something he hasn't felt in a long time. He never thought he'd ever come past this feeling ever. For a minute, he forgot who he was. Why he was there. All the uncertainties. Everyone he felt he didn't need. And finally he felt mesmerised. He is too young not to feel it. But he felt like an aged turtle. Too slow to move. Too stubborn to die. "Why here? Why now?" He was lying to himself the whole year. What he went through wasn't the happiness he seeked. It was this peacefulness he wanted. The calmness of the air is what he needs now; a getaway. His worries suddenly became an illness and the aura surrounding him was the sedative from the agony. "How long will I last?" How much hypocrisy I'll go through?" "Can't I just be?" "Can't I just stay here?" "Will I get a second chance?" Dear God, Will I ever be okay again?
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