Waves rolling up a shore over rocks. The Atlantic coast was flooded with tourists and surfers. Children were running around chasing the seagulls and making sandcastles. People were tanning, swimming and just having fun in the sun.
Then there I was all alone sitting by the waves hoping that something good would happen. I was waiting for a friend. Some one who I could play catch with or someone to make a sandcastle with. Just someone, someone who could be my friend.
