Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Beach


Spreading his arms wide, Aaron inhaled a breath of sea air and smiled, “We have arrived.” He announced. His girlfriend, Sierra, lowered her sunglasses and stared at him grumpily. “Cheer up, we’re at the beach.” She shrugged.

A week ago, Sierra told Aaron the reason she’s so pale. “I grew up in the mountains. There were no ocean nor lakes, just a tiny stream where we got our water. It was also always cloudy. We don’t get many sunny days.”

They sat down on the step where Aaron pulled two sandwiches from the picnic basket. Sierra gingerly grabbed one. “So what’s wrong? Tell me.” Aaron demanded.

“Nothing,” Sierra said and sighed, “Look, Aaron, your gesture to show me the beach is nice and all, I’m just not a fan of beaches.”

“What? How can you not love something if you’ve never experienced it?”

Sierra giggled, “Who said I’ve never been to a beach? I do have a car, you know. I just don’t like to get sand in my expensive shoes, that’s all.”

(~173 words)

I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above. 

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