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I lived and worked in my early twenties. It was widely known as something you don't do. It was my first time living at the beach. My first fall there was beautiful; we would have bonfires, sit, and talk. It was so peaceful. Sometimes I felt like it was all an amazing dream. If you ever walk on the beach at night, you feel the wind. All you can hear is the wind and the crashing waves. Walking on the beach, the sand under my toes, I hoped it would last forever. You know, everything has its time. I was on the beach at night where the wet sand met the dry sand. I had heard the bonfire stories. The story is that when you are on the beach with no city lights, it will appear. You will hear whispers at first. Then you will hear someone call your name. I thought it was all bull. One night I was walking down the beach, far from the glow of the city lights. With only the moonlight, I was making my way. When I heard my name called, quietly at first, my thoughts were "Oh, shit." You know, you're turning around hoping it's the wind. So I turned around reluctantly. I saw the shadow figure smile and absorb itself straight into the sand. I was in shock! I actually saw shadow thing. Then I chose to get back to town as soon as possible. There are things we don't understand. I will always wonder why me?
