Short Story

I woke up to the sound of the waves. Where am I? Who am I? I could feel a soft substance between my fingers as I rubbed my fingers against the ground. I slowly oepen my eyes to see where I am. I see that I'm on a beach, on a island. A soft breeze brushes against my skin. My black hair falling over my shoulder. Standing up I walk over to the water. The waves rolls upon the shore when I see my reflection in the water. My blue eyes gazing back at me, my long black hair tucked behind my ear. I watch as the wave leaves and a new wave crashes over top of it my blue-eyed self was replaced. All was the same except those yellow eyes staring back at me, her mouth smirking. I stared at the reflection until I was caught by surprise as another wave makes it disapear bringing my blue eyes back.