Write a story based on the song title: "Beside The Sea"

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“Family Vacation on the beach” by Stephen Aiken

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I remember, when I was a kid, probably about four or five, our family went on vacation to Miami Beach. This was back in the early '60, so of course, Miami Beach wasn't nearly as developed as it is today. Back then there were sand dunes and coconut palm trees as far as the eye could see; well, as far as my eye could see, anyway.As soon as my family's car pulled into the parking lot, of Miami Beach, and came to a stop, I jumped out and ran towards the ocean. And mom yelled at me not to go in the water, I said OK I would not go in the water. Oh...

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“Overboard” by Jaylen Hyden

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OverboardShe clings to the piece of waterlogged driftwood, her lower half submerged into the frigid waters of the sea. Her breathing comes out in haggard, wheezing huffs that tightly constrict her lungs. Salty residue stings the back of her throat and the whites of her eyes.Everything hurts, her head pounding and spinning. Wired barbed twisting and burrowing inside her head the more she struggles to stay awake, an cochapany of white noise and metal on metal combined echoing against her inner skull.She pushes herself up with her good arm, eye...

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“Moonlit Surf” by Leon Prince

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If I could describe the beach during it's different time periods--night and day--I would describe it as being like two different worlds. The beach during the day was a world of chaos. It is loud. Crowded. Rowdy. I hate the beach during the day. She hates it too. The beach during the night is the better world; during the night, the beach is stunning. There are no more people--most people prefer to swim in the direct radiation of the sun--so the beach is quiet. It's quiet, yes, but it is also filled with so much noise. Not the noise ...

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“Rising Tide” by Alex Boyer

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Waves crashed against the sand in mesmerizing rhythm. His eyes fixed downward, solely focused on the galaxy of miniscule and ancient pebbles between his legs. "How long had it taken for them to assume these tiny forms? How incredibly far had they travelled over the eons?" he wondered through a worn and defeated inner monologue. Foaming surf and screeching gulls intermittently gave way to the sound of only the subtle breeze as if nature's respite between breathes. He looked up slowly, the cool azure sea and luminescent sunrays shining down u...

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“The sea beside me” by Isis Arguello

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I had never loved the sea. As far back as I could remember the sea was something I feared. Just the smell of salt in the air and the cry of the gulls brought upon me a terror so revolting it would leave me breathless and shaking. Relatives often told me that it was a subconscious reaction from a memory long washed away by the tide. Of the stormy night where the life of my parents was taken and I a mere child somehow had survived. Despite this knowledge, I did not know how the sea tied in with the incident. Perhaps it was better that way. A...

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“Don't Box Me In” by Michael Williams

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Tongo and Louie were arriving back to the apartment when Albert peered out of his window. He preferred sitting at the picnic table, as he enjoyed watching the passersby. He would wave, and often get a wave back. Occasionally, he would make a new friend! The simple things that most people never think about were very important to him. He understood that he was mentally-challenged, and it was the parade of passersby that served as an ongoing lesson in how an average person would look, dress and socialize. It was his method, and that's that! He ...

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“Summer Love” by Georgia May

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I sigh. “Do I really have to go? I’d only weigh you down. Go and have fun without me.”“No, Aiden. I’ve told you a thousand times, this is a family holiday, so we do things as a family. I don’t even understand why you don’t want to go.”I launch into autopilot, listing all of my frequently-used arguments for being anti-beach. “Because its hot and sandy and loud and boring and busy and oh yeah did I mention sandy?”“What if we let you bring a book?” My mother pleads, still busy packing up the bags.“Then I might, just maybe, consider it.”“And foo...

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“The Island by the Sea” by Ricky Herring

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The smell of coffee filled the neat and orderly room with its white-washed walls that were once home to many pictures of his little family. He sat at his desk, staring out at the horizon above the beautiful, foamy seawater. He was numb inside and though the 'Irish' coffee was a welcoming contributor, the thought of her smile, the one that lit up the world more than any sunrise, was a distant memory. As was the joyous laughter of their son, Luke, who ran through the house giving it his best to keep away from his father who half-heartedly atte...

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“I Know You Love Me” by Kristin Granek

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You know that I love you. I love you to the moon and back, or to the farthest reaches of the universe. I love you so much. And I'm reminded of how much I love you every time I walk along these lonely beaches. No matter how many people line the shore, no matter how many children splash in the waves, I am always reminded that I love you...and I am alone. I bury my toes in the hot sand, trying to shield my feet from the burning sensation. Maybe I should just let the pain wash over me. Maybe it will dull the aching I feel in my heart every tim...

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“The Pod” by Lazelle Cronje

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It’s been twenty years since we left Earth. Not by choice or because we wanted to go on a crazy new adventure. We were forced. Earth wanted us gone. We destroyed everything beautiful about it, and when we were done she shooed us away. Who could blame her? She was exhausted. My bedroom window has a clear view of Earth every once in a while. The NH-Space station, the one I’ve been calling home since I was five years old, has been orbiting Earth since the year 2173, the passengers of the ship longing to return one day. If I’m honest, I don...

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“There is no you and me” by Colleen Braun

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There is no you and me I stroll lazily down Inch Beach and burst out laughing hoping no one hears me. The silliness ties my brain in a Celtic knot because Inch Beach is actually three miles long. Who named this lovely place Inch Beach and what were they thinking? Seems like their math skills are about as accurate as mine. I guess names like life are mostly a never ending mystery. The aroma of the sand strikes my senses and brings back long ago forgotten memories. I remember a homework assignment from ...

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“The Rebellious Kid” by Catarina Damas

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The sea. Something beautiful, yet terrifying. Like me.I have so many thoughts on my head that I have been known to be always off the world. It isn’t a lie though. Many people think that I must be thinking about something scary, like cutting someone’s head and cooking it for dinner, but I always find myself going to that one place. The sea. Blue, sometimes green or even gray, it changes based on that day's weather, like I change my clothes because of the rain or the intense sun.From a long distance, I can’t see the strong waves that are alway...

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“Tide Passes” by Lenore Rosenblatt

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They lie together on the grey and white striped beach chaise and stare at the ocean. He leans against the back of the chaise, legs sprawled in front of him, his tousled, dark hair drying in the sun. Her back is against his bare chest with her legs stretched out between his. He folds his arms around her and she clasps her hands in his. It's late afternoon, and the tide is coming in. With...

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“Now She Will Never Leave” by Elena Alvarran

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I can see the place where Ella was, her footsteps in the sand ingrained in my mind even once the ocean took them away, erasing the evidence of her existence. I can see Ella’s blonde hair, floating behind her as she lay back, surrendering to the waves. Once she relaxed you could see the tension that had been in the set of her shoulders despite her youth. I can see Ella, hair plastered to her skin, running towards the ocean in the storm. Arms outstretched, not caring about the cold or the danger. But none of us cared about the danger before. I...

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“The Evacuee” by Rachel Baer

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It was a long train journey from London to Roberta's new home. She was used to the busy streets of a city and living with the all too familiar night terrors of the bombing of London at war in 1942. Her sleep was often disturbed by the wailing of the air raid sirens, her mother rushing to gather rations and hurry along the streets with the rest of the locals to the closest underground train station which served as a huge shelter from the bombs.Hundreds of people would squeeze in, settle down for the night with blankets, food, reading for the ...

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Write a story based on the song title: "Beside The Sea"

Submissions are closed

✍️ 33 stories

“Family Vacation on the beach” by Stephen Aiken

“Overboard” by Jaylen Hyden

“Moonlit Surf” by Leon Prince

“Rising Tide” by Alex Boyer

“The sea beside me” by Isis Arguello

“Don't Box Me In” by Michael Williams

“Summer Love” by Georgia May

“The Island by the Sea” by Ricky Herring

“I Know You Love Me” by Kristin Granek

“The Pod” by Lazelle Cronje

“There is no you and me” by Colleen Braun

“The Rebellious Kid” by Catarina Damas

“Tide Passes” by Lenore Rosenblatt

“Now She Will Never Leave” by Elena Alvarran

“The Evacuee” by Rachel Baer

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