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The Chilly Blowing Gale
I'm standing by the splashing rocks of the roaring ocean with a cold face as if I was standing in wintry freezing rain; it's the middle of sunny May and the chilly blowing gale turns me into a hand-rubbing dude very rigid and pale. Tired of being behind a screen where people chat, I get angry reading a revengeful, lewd comment; social media has become a dangerous battlefield for thugs, where opinions are sarcastically shared. A slowly-walking elderly lady, not wrinkly and crone, is robbed by a scrawny teen with a stylish cowboy walk; he runs towards the beach harbored by a wall of stone; then poses a minute to stuff something in his long sock. The knocked-down lady yelled at the kid known as Sam; and being nearby, I quickly ran and volunteered to help, " Thank you, young man...I can't move my bruised leg." I assure her it's not broken, " You'll be alright, mam! " " Please allow me to escort you safely home. " The frail lady nodded as we started walking and talking; I felt her shivering hand struggling to grab mine... grateful for the human kindness she had been seeking. Written on 5/15/2017
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