I was just walking on the beach. Listening to the sounds of the waves crashing onto the shore. The salty smell wafts with the breeze's help. The seagull's cries echo in the empty beach. The sun is going to rise any minute now. I'm so alone outside. The people who own such beautiful houses on this beach don't even appreciate the beauty of the place they have chosen to build a home. They built pools in their backyards! The beach is their backyard! Shaking my head, I turn to the East and watch as the sun begins to ascend to the sky. A bright, yet warm golden light fills the horizon. I stare at it. I feel so disconnected from reality. This is too surreal. The air is so warm, and the light is so bright; I wonder if this is the "white light at the end of the tunnel" feeling people get when they die. Am I really feeling this? Could I possibly be experiencing such an experience even though I'm not dead? With a blinding flash, everything turns white. After what feels like a lifetime, the light fades. Everything comes into focus. I'm laying on the sand, staring at the blue sky. I feel the sane, all grainy, underneath my body. Out of the corner of my eye, a little seagull eyes me warily. I sit up, and the sun is at a 45 degree angle in the sky. I look around bewildered. What just happened? I'm not really sure. I get up and brush myself off, and continue to walk down the shoreline, wondering where I'll end up.
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