Snapshot Paragraph – Ena Beganovic

It was different, Germany’s mild snowflakes tingling on the edge of my nose, contrasted with Australia’s harsh rays of sunlight beaming a red tinge upon the apples of my cheeks. But the drastic change made worth it by the entrancing girl lying next to me, gently placed on a knitted picnic rug as the summer sun shines down on her long brown hair. I’d always wondered why the trees were green and the sky so blue, but as we lay, hand-in hand, our surroundings slowly vanished as our only focus becomes the inhalation of air expanding our lungs as we take in each other’s company. The happiness glowing on others faces as the trees sway in the wind and the park benches sit stable, making me reflect, “How did I ever get so lucky?”


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