August Microfiction

 Words: Golden. The end. A new beginning

I had waited all summer for a golden tan, from long afternoons at the pool and weekends with my friends at the lake, making memories that would last a lifetime, like our days of summer filled with the scent of coconuts. However, the end came too soon before I could tell my besties how great it was to listen to their future goals, hoping to leave their juvenile thoughts behind. It was a new beginning for all of us in the fall. We would be going our separate ways to start our journey for our future lives. Still, it was a special time even if we didn't know these were the best days of our lives.