It was a cloudy overcast day. A cool breeze blew as Bobby looked down at Jimmy.
“Hi, Jimmy,” he said in a low voice.
“Where did these huge boulders and rocks come from?”
Silence surrounded the space between them.
“I’m sorry, Jimmy”.
We were two young college kids. It was Spring Break. We all thought it would be fun to drive down to the beach. It was wild when the girls arrived. What a surprise!
I never thought it would get out of hand.
Bobby placed a rose on his tombstone; forgive me.
I should never have been driving drunk.
2022©Isadora DeLaVega
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Word Count: 100
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**********Spring Break is in full swing here in Florida. The beaches are packed shoulder to shoulder with teens celebrating. The drinking has gotten so bad in South Miami that the bars have a 6:00 pm last call on drinks and a midnight curfew has been issued by the county commissioners.
March 27, 2022 at 11:56 am
Querida Isadora,
Hay demasiados historias reales como esta. Muy triste. Bien escrita mi amiga.
Shalom y abrazos,
Rochelle
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March 27, 2022 at 3:16 pm
Querida Rochelle,
Es un tema que pasa mucho. Si es muy triste. Gracias por leer …
Abrazos y Carino,
Isadora 😎
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March 27, 2022 at 3:26 am
Well-written story about a terrible tragedy.
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March 27, 2022 at 3:19 pm
It’s a topic heard about more often than we think. It is tragic, indeed. Thanks, Lisa.
Have a wonderful Sunday … Isadora 😎
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March 27, 2022 at 5:49 pm
You’re very welcome and you also 🙂
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March 26, 2022 at 11:19 pm
What a tragedy. You had me intrigued about the characters’ lack of interaction, and the reveal at the end was a big surprise.
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March 27, 2022 at 3:07 pm
I don’t go to cemeteries to see family because they’re far away but I like photographing tombstones and cemeteries. Often, I can hear people speaking to their loved ones. I find it interesting that they believe they’re being heard. Thanks Margaret for reading and commenting on my story. Your words are always appreciated.
Isadora 😎
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March 26, 2022 at 4:31 pm
i feel sorry for him. it’s sad to lose a friend like that.
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March 27, 2022 at 3:08 pm
Yes, it is a tragedy when this happens. He will forever remember him. Thanks …
Isadora 😎
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March 25, 2022 at 6:19 pm
Sad story, Isabella. I didn’t expect the ending but it explained why Jimmy didn’t answer when Bobby spoke to him.
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March 25, 2022 at 6:21 pm
I think that Bobby was in a deep place of regret. Perhaps, visiting Jimmy was a way to alleviate his guilt. Thank you for reading. Sadly, they learn it the hard way, sometimes. Have a wonderful weekend … Isadora 😎
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March 24, 2022 at 6:01 pm
Nightmares forever.
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March 24, 2022 at 7:36 pm
I suppose the incident will be with him forever since he was feeling the guilt at the cemetery. Teens …!!!??? Thanks, Danny.
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March 24, 2022 at 4:17 pm
How sad, well done.
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March 24, 2022 at 7:37 pm
Teens don’t realize how quickly life can change. Thanks for reading, Mason.
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March 25, 2022 at 9:53 am
They sure don’t. it’s all fun as a teen and then you’re 30 and regret everything.
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March 27, 2022 at 3:25 pm
Yes, regrets do come about aometimes but I feel it could be a right of passage
for them to learn from. In this case, it was the ultimate price. : (
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March 27, 2022 at 3:52 pm
Oh sure we have to make our own mistakes to be wise as an adult.
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March 27, 2022 at 3:53 pm
👍🏻😊
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March 24, 2022 at 1:34 pm
Such a sad story, but it happens all the time. I can’t imagine the guilt.
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March 24, 2022 at 7:46 pm
Teens don’t realize the consequences that can occur when drinking and driving. Once my girls could drive, I cringed each time they left the house. I wasn’t a fan of sleep-overs but better that then drinking and getting on the road. They all do it even the goody goodies …. Thanks for the read and comment, Isadora 😎
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March 24, 2022 at 11:02 am
So often you read about this. The pain and guilt must ben horrendous.
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March 24, 2022 at 7:54 pm
It’s in the news alot lately because of Spring Break from school. Teens travel to Florida for Spring Break and try to break the records for how much they can drink. There are curfews and bars do not serve alcohol after 6pm in South Miami Beach. Sadly, when something happens, they have to live with it. Thanks for reading, Sandra. I appreciate it.
Isadora 😎
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March 24, 2022 at 2:03 am
A poignant story Isadora
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March 24, 2022 at 8:19 pm
I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thank you, Sadje.
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March 25, 2022 at 1:26 am
You’re welcome
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March 23, 2022 at 11:03 pm
A too often real story. Sad, but well told, Isadora.
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March 24, 2022 at 8:22 pm
Yes, it is too often in the news or voiced through moms of friends.
It can happen in an instant. It’s a shame tragedy has to happen in
order for them to realize it. Thanks for reading, Bill. I appreciate your
reading my story and commenting.
Isadora 😎
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March 25, 2022 at 12:38 am
You’re welcome.
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March 23, 2022 at 9:20 pm
I’m glad I’m not in Florida right now by the sound of it. A harsh lesson to learn for them.
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March 24, 2022 at 8:10 pm
I suppose all teens drink and drive but they don’t realize the consequences. I live in a sleepy town. But, somehow they’ve discovered our beach. We actually have to wait a week for rhem to leave. It’s getting really bad. YUP … Spring Break is not good. Thanks for stopping by, Iain. It’s always appreciated. Isadora 😎
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March 23, 2022 at 8:19 pm
I liked how you made the stones tombstones
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March 24, 2022 at 8:06 pm
It’s the foirst thing that popped into my mind when I saw the photograph. I’m glad I did now. Thanks, Neil. 😎
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