All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Starry Nights
The sharp sand stung my bare legs at the fire, replacing the usual mosquito bites. I could still hear the wind howling and felt the sand grains slide off my legs as I climbed into bed that night. A few short hours later, my dad rushed into my room and told me to get up. I was confused and sleepy but got up anyways, it had to of been important right? When I walked into the main room, the lights were off but the back door was open. I soon saw the flashlight on our beach. That meant I was going outside. The wind was still roaring so I grabbed an old, thick towel and headed outside to find my dad, brother, and sister already sitting on the makeshift blanket of towels to protect themselves from the sand spiders. I was confused as to what we were doing until my dad told me to look up.
From that night on, whenever I’m outside late at night, no matter where I am, I always look up in hopes of seeing an illuminated sky full of stars, but no skies have prevailed like the late nights on Pelee.
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
My piece was inspired after I was asked to write a flash fiction piece and I immediately thought of my night under the stars. I wanted to capture the scene quickly but eloquently and felt flash fiction was the best way.