A Boy

A Boy

Blogfest # 10  hosted by Daphne Palmer Romero

The young man stood at the edge of the water.  It was a cool summer evening, since the air was cool, the water felt exceptionally warm.  Invitingly warm. 

Their words rattled around in his head.  Belittling, harsh, negative, they never seemed to have a kind word. 

The water looked so inviting.  Warm, smooth, liquid, washing away the hurt.   Ending the hard times. 

But, to become a man, the boy must endure.  To become a man, the boy must put aside these thoughts of running away.  To become a man he must overcome the wrongful banter playing in his head.  To become a man, he must believe in himself. 

The water seemed warm.  It was a nice cool summer evening.