Spring day

He stood at the beach looking at the waves crashing down on the sand.
He walked a long the beach, in the sun warmed sand.
Should he really do it?
Should he really give up his life?
Although he had already decided, he was still trying to answer one question:
What is youth? What is it to me?
Walking along this beach had cleared his mind and after sitting down on one of the warm stones the answers to this questions came to him like the waves that were breaking at the shore in front of him steadily.
"Youth" this one word can have so many meanings, as many as there are humans on this small planet.
Youth could either mean exploring yourself, getting lost and finding your path of flowers again, for some people youth is the time to let everything go, for them it is not about finding their path again, for them it is the time to find a completely new path and to see what individuals still wander on this path with them.
He was one of those people and one thing was clear to him, the one thought that´d become his anchor in the darkest nights
`You never walk alone`.
He decided to rebuild his path, to let go of the mistakes he made, to let go of the people that were like poison to him.
He took of his shoes and walked up to a big tree that was standing near the sand he had been walking on.
He tied his shoelaces to the strong dark tree branches and turned around.
Onto his new path.

Notes

soo this is the first half of this short story!
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thank all of you for reading and hopefully until the second part!
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