Just a horrible short story with hardly any plot whatsoever... Don't kill me because of my awful work, please! Constructive criticism needed!
She sat by the ocean, mesmerized by the constant flow of the ocean.
Back and forth, back and forth.
He was standing on the cliff, watching her in her daze. The picture was peaceful and calm, and he wished it would stay the same forever, just like the motion of the ocean.
Back and forth, back and forth.
She stood up and picked up a seashell. It was a pale blue color, a truly beautiful shell. She walked out towards the ocean.
Back and forth, back and forth.
His eyes followed her. 'So beautiful...' he thought, watching Kassandra on her way into the ocean.
Back and forth, back and forth.
Kassandra scooped up a bit of the salty water and let it run through her fingers. She turned around and sat back on the white sand.
Back and forth, back and forth.
He noticed her drawing something on the sand. He leapt down from the cliff, and began walking towards her, wanting to see what she was drawing.
Back and forth, back and forth.
She drew a love umbrella. An arrow pointing up, a heart at the top. On each side of the line, she wrote a name: Kassandra | Peter
Back and forth, back and forth.
He walked up to her and sat down next to her. "Hey." he said, startling her. "Wh-what are you doing here, Peter?!" she asked. "What are you making?" Peter asked, looking down at her creation.
Back and forth, back and forth.
She blushed sharply as he looked down on her creation. She looked away until she felt a warm hand on her cheek.
Back and forth, back and forth.
He pulled her face so she was looking him in the eye. "I love you, Kassandra." Peter said, his stormy blue eyes peering into her mint green ones.
Back and forth, back and forth.
She smiled and leaned in to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around her as they kissed, forever remembering the sound of the waves on that day at the beach.
Back and forth, back and forth.
She sat by the ocean, mesmerized by the constant flow of the ocean.
Back and forth, back and forth.
He was standing on the cliff, watching her in her daze. The picture was peaceful and calm, and he wished it would stay the same forever, just like the motion of the ocean.
Back and forth, back and forth.
She stood up and picked up a seashell. It was a pale blue color, a truly beautiful shell. She walked out towards the ocean.
Back and forth, back and forth.
His eyes followed her. 'So beautiful...' he thought, watching Kassandra on her way into the ocean.
Back and forth, back and forth.
Kassandra scooped up a bit of the salty water and let it run through her fingers. She turned around and sat back on the white sand.
Back and forth, back and forth.
He noticed her drawing something on the sand. He leapt down from the cliff, and began walking towards her, wanting to see what she was drawing.
Back and forth, back and forth.
She drew a love umbrella. An arrow pointing up, a heart at the top. On each side of the line, she wrote a name: Kassandra | Peter
Back and forth, back and forth.
He walked up to her and sat down next to her. "Hey." he said, startling her. "Wh-what are you doing here, Peter?!" she asked. "What are you making?" Peter asked, looking down at her creation.
Back and forth, back and forth.
She blushed sharply as he looked down on her creation. She looked away until she felt a warm hand on her cheek.
Back and forth, back and forth.
He pulled her face so she was looking him in the eye. "I love you, Kassandra." Peter said, his stormy blue eyes peering into her mint green ones.
Back and forth, back and forth.
She smiled and leaned in to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around her as they kissed, forever remembering the sound of the waves on that day at the beach.
Back and forth, back and forth.
Kyle:Krissa, it's ok, everything will be fine.
Krissa:No it won't!!!How can he do this to me!...how can he do this to us!
Me:He didn't...he did it to be happy.
Krissa looked at me with watery eyes, tears falling, dripping from her face.
Kyle:Kris, he is your father, but he just needs to move on and live a happier life.
Me:Exactly, he never wanted to hurt you like this, he loves you, but he loves her, too.
Krissa:If he did love me, he'd dump that barbie!
Kyle looked at me, I looked at him.
Kyle:She needs some time alone.
I nodded.
I hurt the thump sound of when Krissa jumps on her bed.
Me:Maybe she'll grow out of it in a few days...
Kyle:Or a few years...why is she so...upset of her dad getting married?
Me:Well, when she went to visit him, she was just there, he never told her.She got mad and came right back.
Kyle:Well that IS upsetting.
Me:No kidding.
Krissa:No it won't!!!How can he do this to me!...how can he do this to us!
Me:He didn't...he did it to be happy.
Krissa looked at me with watery eyes, tears falling, dripping from her face.
Kyle:Kris, he is your father, but he just needs to move on and live a happier life.
Me:Exactly, he never wanted to hurt you like this, he loves you, but he loves her, too.
Krissa:If he did love me, he'd dump that barbie!
Kyle looked at me, I looked at him.
Kyle:She needs some time alone.
I nodded.
I hurt the thump sound of when Krissa jumps on her bed.
Me:Maybe she'll grow out of it in a few days...
Kyle:Or a few years...why is she so...upset of her dad getting married?
Me:Well, when she went to visit him, she was just there, he never told her.She got mad and came right back.
Kyle:Well that IS upsetting.
Me:No kidding.