This is a character vignette.We all sat on the mat and talked about the smell,feel,sound and taste,what she/he is thinking at that time.So here it is,
A girl wondering if she could do it. She ran, her footprints only stayed for a few seconds then disappeared as if she had never been there. She took a leap, her hair in her face, as free as a wave crashing on the beach. The shadowy islands far away out of reach started to close in. Stormy faces above watching over, a lone shadow glides over head. The waves crashed wearing the rocks away the rough sand filled with billions of tiny bugs crawling around and no one even knows.