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We were told to look a picture of a beach with waves crashing against the seawall.  The house looks like a castle or venue of some sort. There's someone lying on the beach. I don't know if they are asleep or dead.  If this was my home, it would be one of many.  It would be summer getaway.  I would invite organizations that care for troubled children to come and visit for a weekend.  I would set up so many activities for the kids so that they would have so much fun.  I would also have the children stay over with supervision from adults.

I'm lying here, enjoying the rays of the sun blaring down on me and the crash of the waves soothe my inner thougts.  I can't help to think where I am going to be tomorrow.  I don't know why I am here and who I am.  One day I hope to find out.  The people in the window look like they are having so much fun. I don't remember the last time I laughed.  If I lie here long enough maybe they won't see me and I can enjoying another night of peace.  The seagulls are no bother to me since I have no food to give them, maybe when the glamourous people leave I can search for some around the area.