STORY TIME... MY ZICORA MY MIRACLE
The scorching heat of the sun glared down on Earth as the sun mounts towards its Zenith,it was just too hot. People milled around in sleeves and shorts. It was the kind of day that makes one long to naked and shun fashion or decency. The beach was full and everyone seems to be longing for refreshing moments.
I passed a couple kissing on sand, i turned my back to them immediately facing the ocean as the sunrays caress my face. It wasn't their public display of affection that was so hard to behold, but the memories their picture triggered in my head and those I would rather forget.
I slowly massaged my temple as I felt the beginning of a headache or maybe heartache. It had been a long day and a walk on the beach was all I needed to calm my nerves…
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