Page 11: The Fog

This morning, we woke up to the sight of thick, grey fog covering the land. There was a eerie calm, the silence was deafening and the sun was nowhere to be found. It give me the feeling of a horror film called “The Fog”. The hair on the back of my neck began to stand up as I walked toward the car. The headlights this morning were definitely necessary. We could see the shadowy figures of hikers and joggers along the street. ( why would they risk their lives like this) I could barely see more than 5 feet in front of me. The drive to the dock was slow and risky. As the sun tried to burst its way through, the fog continuously choked it. The airport was open but all flights were grounded until further notice. As I watched my husband get on the ferry to Harbour island, the boat seemed to float on the clouds. All was calm, it was beautiful. It glided majestically across the white water, leaving ripples behind. On the journey back home, the sun has managed to break free from its foggy grave. It was shining gloriously. The bees were buzzing, the trees dancing from the gentle breeze. The nightmare was over, the fog had lifted.

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Lerenda

I was Born and raised on the beautiful island of Eleuthera. I live a quiet existence along with my husband and daughter. We take nothing for granted.

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