It was one late evening when Dickson was walking downtown from meeting his friends. He dropped by a local 24/7 store, picked up some bottles of cheap beer. The outside was still warm, despite being late August. Dickson noticed hoarfrost in the grass, a show that
the summer had come to an end. Dickson walked down the empty streets, on the side of town where no one hanged around at night, heading to the seashore. Lonesome Yellow Street lights ejected at the edge of the road glowed the dark and provided some secure glance for Dickson. Cozy amber stones filled the air as Dickson walked, delivering to him the memories of the
As Dickson walked down the street smoke smell filled the air, and warmth of his
hands in the pockets, Dickson remembered the summer and how he went down with his
girlfriend, having turned eighteen the end of the previous fall. Dickson felt the urge of being
an adult now, with little supervision from his parents. Despite him being far from his
girlfriend, Dickson could not stop imagining the sweet moments he had with her before their
parents moved to another state.
From the thoughts Dickson found himself standing at an edge of a clay cliff, on the
outskirts of the town. The cliff was 50 feet high, weeds and thistles covered the cliff bank.
About hundred meters from where Dickson was, sea waves glittered the starlight. Dickson
picked one of his bottles of beer, opened with a plastic lighter, one of the tricks he had
recently learned, he drank the beer slowly as he gazed the sky, wondering where it all came
from, love, the world, the existence and such. Dickson found himself in contradiction, on
what theory to believe, the big bang theory, the evolution or the God’s creation theories.
Dickson sipped the beer trying to calculate how he would meet one of the seven billion people, whose return Dickson had been waiting for in his love life. Dickson came to
understand and believe in God’s creation theory. He looked at the sky, as the darkness was
finally going away, waved at the sky, asking God where his destiny would be. Dickson then
smiled, wondering if God was there, he loudly asked ‘are you there,’ but He did not answer.
But when he was about to leave, a star right above his horizon blinked. Dickson got up the
clay cliff and slowly went home, with a smile on his face.