Echo

My grip is failing
My mind is swirling
My soul is tortured
My heart is burning
My stress is building
My knees are shaking
My view is twisting
My worth is breaking.
Echo

My notebook slammed shut. I zipped the bag that my notebook was contained in and stood from my spot on the beach. Lightning flashed around in the clouds, but I felt no concern. I walked over to a huge rock and shoved the bag into the little cavity I had dug in the ground.

The first clap of thunder could be heard, but I walked into where the waves were meeting the ground. My feet were covered with the cool water, and then I could feel the sand being dragged out from under my toes. I kicked the water suddenly, as I could feel my sister, Phoebe, approaching.

"Kiera, there's a storm about to hit, come inside." she said quietly.

I sighed before turning and heading inside, without a word. I heard my sister sigh as well. She hated how little I talk, but I didn't want everyone to know my secret, so I kept my mouth closed as often as possible.