Sad Sand 

Memories of the past flood my mind the last days of every summer. Nowadays in my adulthood I sometimes still feel some kind of despair. The end of summer not only meant returning back to the routine but returning back to school, a place I feared the most because of the mistreatment I suffered.  As a child, I used to normalize the panic attacks of those days of fear.  The worst of it is that nowadays it is still a very common problem, bullying. 

Behind an apparent calm, the beauty of the last days of waves and sun lies social fear which should not have been there in the first place, if things worked as they should.