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Make Me Human # 1: Seashell
Personification: 1) the attribution of human nature or character to animals, inanimate objects, or abstract notions, especially as a rhetorical figure. 2) the representation of a thing or abstraction in the form of a person, as in art. Your Prompt: Write about a seashell. All forms are allowed. You will be judged on creativity, grammar, and how well you personify the object. Brevity and use of language will be considered as well as popularity, but the winner will be chosen by me based on personal preference. Please tag me @ChrisSadhill in the comments and be sure to have fun. Happy writing.

life along the shoreline

Nestled in the moist sand, I breathe in the balmy summer air, feeling the occasional spray of salt water across my tea pink shell, as I watch the sun go down, looking as glorious as ever. I can feel the warmth emanating from the glowing orb. It feels like I've been cocooned, sheltered by its embrace for an eternity. But by nightfall, the couples have gone home and the sky has turned a midnight blue. There is a deafening silence broken only by the chirping of the crickets and the rustling of bushes nearby. Meanwhile, I lie embedded within the sand, staring up at the frosty stars, wishing for the hours to go by quickly so that it is sunset once again and I can bask in its warmth, for as long as it shall remain.

This is what life is like along the shoreline. It is lonely, yet peaceful. It is monotonous, yet exciting. It is the only life I have ever known but I have never wished for another, because I am content. I am content with my solitary existence along the shores of this beach, because it makes me feel special, like a spectator being entertained with their very own private show. I am content with the biting cold that is only intensified by the lukewarm ocean, washing over me every once in a while, because it increases the longing I have for the sun and makes the fruit of my patience all the more sweeter. I am content because I get to live out my days surrounded by nature before I erode with time or am sweeped up by a particularly strong wave and carried away to lands unknown.