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Tiny Memoir Assignment by Erin Blatt

  • Writer: Eidolon Magazine
    Eidolon Magazine
  • Nov 7, 2024
  • 1 min read

Azure blue waves were colliding slowly with the golden yellow sand. White and grey seagulls’ peaceful chirps echoing through the area, while soaring through the tranquil breeze. My skin absorbeding the balmy heat from the sun, as I lay on my soft beach towel, taking in the last few days of summer. In a trice, I felt a flood of ice-cold water shake my body. Instantly opening my eyes, I found my exasperating older brother holding a giant green bucket. Shivers ran through my body as I began plotting my vengeance. I caught a glimpse of our cooler bag from earlier, containing a large jug of cold milk. I knew what I needed to do. 

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