We used to come out to the beach and laugh at the cute boys that passed us by. We would eat ice cream at the parlor and talk about our futures and dreams. Laura wanted to be a model for the magazines, she was constantly posing for photos and she had the most beautiful smile that would sweep any man off his feet. Emma wanted to be a teacher at the local school. Janice just wanted to have fun. She wanted to travel the world and meet boys and dance, oh how she loved to dance. Margaret wanted to have kids and be married to a wonderful man and live in a nice brick house with blue shutters and a white fence. I had no clue my future or my dreams. All I know is that the sand under our feet as we chased eachother around was filled with memories, that the splashes we threw at each other were cold and filled with laughter. I will never forget our trips to the beach even if the dreams we had along the way got a little lost.
(This is my little short story to go along with this photo, I do not own this photo)
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