Write Down To It

I've been contemplating writing a story for a long time. I usually start one then completely forget it and when I read it back, I'm like where was I going with this? But I don't know I guess now is as good a time as any to start something. And as of late I've gotten an urge to write a short story or something. I don't really know if I'm going to continue this lil story I have, I guess it depends on the feedback I get. But here goes hope you like it.



Stacy sat in her parked black 2 door Honda Accord, staring out at the Atlantic ocean. This was her getaway spot, where she came to think, cry, get some clarity or just to be. Even at 12 o clock on a weeknight, this was where she came. Lost out at sea her mind wondered to Dorsey, the latest rough wave in Stacy's usually normal placid life. You see Stacy is the kind of girl that always falls for the wrong guy, and always without fail. It's like she emits a L is for loser signal where ever she goes. But Stace could have sworn Dorsey was different, though she thought all the guys where different on the first few dates. But no, Dorsey was just like the rest of them. Afraid of commitment, just looking for a good time, calling you at three in the morning to "hang", oh you thought I was just seeing you kind of guys. Stacy just couldn't seem to understand it. She was a pretty good looking woman she thought. She worked out every morning, to say she was fit would be an understatement. Every body part on her was toned, from her biceps to her quads.Yet she had curves in all the right places, she must remember to call her mom and thank her for the amazing womanly body she had given her. She had the smoothest Hersey's kiss skin, slanted light brown eyes. And she'd been told her lips could put Angelina Jolie's to shame. At 5'5 she was average height, but her larger than life personality made her seem much taller.But she knew her best feature was her smile. All through college she had the nickname "Sunny". A ex-boyfriend told her she had a smile that could make the sun non-existent. He started calling her "Sunny" and to this day, 6 years later a few friends still call her that. So with all the physical attributes she had, she really couldn't understand how she could attract such vagabonds for mates. But Dorsey was the last straw, she was done with men. She absoultely couldn't take it anymore. She would swear off men, right here in front of the Atlantic. Her toned legs hopped out the car and she walk toward the beach. And right in front of the incoming tide she said " I Stacy Micheal Lawrence, hereby solemnly swear to give up on all men until a time comes where I feel I can look at one without wanting to bite their head off!" While out of the car, Stace notice the weather got a lot colder and windy. She looked towards the dark night sky and then out to the never ending sea. And at that exact moment a loud, violent noise meet her ears and shook the ground."Oh a storms a brewing" she says. But little did Stacy know in the upcoming days how true that statement would come to be.