When The Wind Blows Smile Novels & Stories

LUNA Somewhere in this world, there are beaches. Somewhere in this world, there is a girl like me, strolling barefoot on the sand, inhaling the salt air, tanning under the sun. Somewhere in this world, there is a girl like me, running along the shores, her hair swaying in the wind, her eyes so bright, her laugh so loud that everyone looking at her wonders how happy her life is. —Luna's journal Smile. Don't show your teeth. Open your eyes. Don't open your mouth. Smile.

There are places waiting, hidden just beyond the fear, and every time you smile, I know the way is clear. So don’t forget to smile, even when you’re tired and afraid, your smile invites me to an ideal world we haven’t made… yet. $$$ «Remember to smile, there are still beaches left to find…» The song wasn’t loud or dramatic. It was gentle. Almost whispered. I recognized the voice—and the words pierced through me with unexpected clarity. «Remember to smile…» Mom used to sing that part slightly off-key, exaggerating the word smile like it was a spell. She said that as long as there were beaches left to walk and places left to discover, life would always have an exit.

But somewhere in the distance like a cold wind brushing against the window, I felt Kaelen smile. A dark, knowing, and a very, very wrong smile.

There was no joy left, only the irony of it all. Josie sent me another video of the group of friends having a party. They were playing 'Never Have I Ever.' They were all childhood friends, their life paths too similar. After several rounds, no one could gain the upper hand. Josie suddenly grabbed Xander by the collar and pulled him in. She kissed him on the lips for five whole minutes before letting him go. "Never have I ever kissed Xander! I bet none of you have, right?" She happily hugged Xander's arm, thrilled.

I cried out, trying to use the bravery Luci likes to show, pushing the wind until I finally took a step. The smoke stepped in front of me, now holding the shape of a person. It chuckled again, throwing its head back in laughter. The children in the surf’s screams lessened as the waves continued to crash down on them. I was tangled with the wind, the invisible wall squeezing me tighter.

The wind knows everything. So why would I even wonder why he did I just smiled not being able to let the sunlight hurt my eyes. The leaves that hugged me tightened even more. And the whistling of the air around made my hearing even better. It seems like music that I will never forget. Especially the only creature that is capable of doing so. Wyn, why don't you come over? I entered his mind. And even without him by my side I was still able to hear his voice carried by the wind.

The peaceful days that would last forever were gently blown away by the wind. The end.

Time seemed to fly with Ryle. “I appreciate everything, Ryle,” I expressed my gratitude. “You’re welcome,” he replied, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his simple response. I stepped out of the car and began walking away, assuming Ryle had already left. However, when I didn't hear the sound of his departure, I turned my head back and caught Ryle smiling and waving at me. It was a gesture so genuine, like a child bidding farewell to someone dear. His smile was as radiant as the sun, warming me in a way I hadn't expected. In that moment, I couldn't help but admit to myself how cute Ryle actually was, and I understood the charm that everyone found irresistible. His smile alone

“Pft. Then it's off to the beach." The summer breeze blew through us as we took in the beauty of the beach. The sun is reflected down the deep, blue, wavy beach, creating a breathtaking sight. "It's quite windy," I said, stretching my arms to enjoy the breeze. The strands of my long, thin hair flowed with the gentle breeze. Damien hugged me from behind as I stretched my arms, whispering, "Do you like it?" "Like, what?"I asked, laughing, as I dropped my arms to hold his.

Now it is my turn. My head is at the perfect level. He holds my back, moaning a little as I tenderize the spot, then I do it. I hold him close as the final piece falls into place. A wind picks up and wraps us in a whirl, making everyone gasp. “Blessed Be,” We hear as the wind dies down. “Blessed Be,” the crowd repeats. I look back at Bella and she is smiling. Slate and I are blessed by the goddess.