Water: A Short Story

As she turned around, the trees began to disappear and the stars began to vanish, the scent of smoke in the distance wafted away. All she saw was black, no vision, as she realized that her life had been ripped from her hands, stolen a long time

As she walked slowly on it now just occurred that at this rate, she would die. The blood loss was too much and even if she tried to go back, she wouldn’t have enough energy to jump back over the fence. She sighed and stared at the blood trail again… it was streaming down towards the lake. Eliza cocked her head sideways, and she slowly stepped forward… and then another step. Entranced, she began to quicken her pace, ignoring the throbbing in her wounded leg. And then, at the edge of the water, as if she couldn’t even control her body, her legs stiffened and she wobbled there for an uncomfortably long moment. Then, as if an invisible hand had slammed onto her back, she fell in. She tried to swim to the surface, but the cold, hard grip of the hand was still there, and she still couldn’t move. At first it felt almost comforting, the inability to control the fact that she would probably drown, after all… nobody would care. And then all of a sudden, as if on command, she was flung downward. She squeezed her eyes shut to avoid the piercing sting of the water smacking her eyes, and then, as if out of a dream, she could breath

The anger in her eyes was suddenly washed out by an overwhelming fear as a profusion of tears starting bursting out her big green eyes and one by one began to roll down her pale cheeks. “Oh God”- she yelled in a high-pitched broken cry, while turning the head sideways to sink her face desperately in the pillow. She remained motionless in bed with the body curved and her legs bent inwards close to the chest, crying and lamenting heavily and uncontrollably for the rest of the night until the despair and the exhaustion finally forced her asleep.

Lexi wakes with her sister slashing water into her face,"What was that for?" She asks. "You were having a nightmare, you were shaking and scream NO, NO stop. Are you all right?" Lexi's sister asked. "Yes, just a little shook. I dreamed Logan got shot and it was Samantha's fault." "Well, Logan's fine. Come on you need to get up and start getting ready for your big day," Lexi's sister says as she leaves the room. Lexi sleepily gets out of bed and takes a shower. The cool water down on her face wakes her up a little. When she gets out, all her family and friends our out in her room set up to get her ready. She sits down in the makeup chair and is immediately pampered. About 10 minutes later she has a full face of makeup on and then sits in the

The next thing I knew I was deep in the water. I just knew if I held onto him, I’d survive” (C. Lun, personal communication, June 10, 2016). Cing never learned to swim, but in the water, she saw a guy swimming away, so she held on to his leg tight. When she got to a dry land, she “didn’t feel anything, everything went so fast” (C. Lun, personal communication, June 10, 2016). They were still in Thai when the boat accident occurred which killed more than half of the passengers. After the boat man made a quick phone call and not to long after, a new boat arrived. In her mind, she thought “the people with the new boat came to rescue. But it didn’t happen. I asked the guy whom got me to dry land to get back in the water and save my kids. He chuckled, he thought I was crazy. As I looked around, everyone was screaming and crying, but I thought my kids were safe because I didn’t know how to swim but I survived. I was expecting the same miracle to my kids” (C. Lun, personal communication, June 10, 2016). All the survivors were forced to take seat in the new boat. “Drowning is a leading cause of accidental death around the world… particularly among children and adolescents younger than 19 years” (Dean, n.d., pp. 1). The kids or Cing, does not know how to

My love affair with water began at the tender young age of seven. I became a mermaid the second I hit the water no one could stop me, except for the dazzling green sea turtle that dared me to follow.

Josie kept repeating to herself, “She can’t swim! She can’t swim!” She looked around her and sighed with relief, when she saw Amy holding onto a piece of debris, crying. Josie swam over to Amy, Amy stopped crying. Then Amy screamed, “Jame! Jame!” Josie looked around quickly trying to find where Amy was looking. She saw James lying on a huge chunk of metal. She told Amy to stay there then started swimming over to James. When she got there she realized James had a huge piece of glass sticking out his leg. She got him over to Amy by pushing the medal and swimming, she told Amy to get on the piece of metal too, then Josie swam to the little land there was. A few other people had climbed onto the land as

Anguish suffocated her. Her mouth felt like cotton as she gasped for air. Groans of deep longing escaped as one who mourns the loss of a loved one taken from this earth too soon. Gut-wrenching emotional pain percolated deep within her. She stared at her disfigured body. Screaming to the reflection in her bathroom mirror, she reached out and smashed the ghastly reflection with her fist, shards of glass flying in every direction, “WHY ME?! What have I done to deserve this?! IT’S NOT FAIR!!!” She lay prostrate on the floor sobbing uncontrollably, blood dripping from her cut hand. “Dear God, HELP ME! I CANNOT DO THIS ANYMORE! I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO!” Her body shook violently, then, like ripples of water slowly dissipating into a calm body of water, stillness washed over her. Peace fell on her like none she had ever known. Hanna sat up. Her tear-stained face and swollen eyes held a glimmer of

I screech in my mind. A coach quickly swims toward me, “Hey, get ready kid, this is your first wave. Brace yourself for the ride of your life.” I gulp and quickly paddle as hard as I can, so hard I forget to stand up like people normally do. As I stay there lying and paddling on the yellow surfboard, I think, “Well, this is an embarrassing way to kick the bucket.” Immediately, a thought pops into my head. “HEADLINE: Boy Drowns at the Foot of a Three Foot Wave.” With urging from the coaches, I decide to paddle as hard as I can, towards the shore. Unexpectedly, the tip of my yellow surfboard hits and buries itself into millions of eroded rocks and shells. I tumble very roughly clinging to my yellow surfboard. For a second, I feel as if I am

her mother gone for a walk everyday and things happened very usual. One day, Jemima gone to the shore by herself, this time there is not her mother with her so she can run and free to play with the water. While Jemima digging in the sand and splashing in the water there is a strong big wave crash to shore and roll over Jemima head, it take her into the ocean. Jemima fights against the waves and try to calls for help but nobody is there, it’s too late that it push her far away and deep down into the

The wind screamed in my ears, or maybe that was me, and my hair flapped all over the place. My limbs reached out in an attempt to slow the fall, to grab hold of something, to cushion the impact. They instead spun me around, and the water hit my back hard. It felt like concrete or falling onto cold solid ground. It knocked the air out of my lungs, my arms stopped flailing. I sunk down, down into the inky water I’d seen from above only moments before. The impact left me shocked; any attempt to bring me to the surface ended. A deep water current must have snatched me up and dragged me down.

It was the summer of 2013 when I found something out of the ordinary. I was playing catch with my dog in my backyard. I threw the ball and he chased after it but then he stopped and started sniffing and growling in this one area. I went over to see what he was growling at. Then to my surprise he was growling at a bottle with a crack in it. I picked it up so he would stop and my little brothers wouldn't pick it up or break it more the it was.

Mr Johnson suddenly leant over the edge of the carriage. He was astonished to find us hanging off the cart. He grabbed my wrist tightly and frantically tried to pull Zoe and I up. Unfortunately, this was no use; both Zoe and I were too heavy for a small man like Mr Johnson to carry. Suddenly, I looked down at the pool of water splashing below. “What if Zoe and I dropped off the cart and into the water?” I thought to myself.

One day there was a girl named Ary. She went to her friend’s house she went to her friend and ask her if she want to go with her to Water World. Her friends name is Stephanie. She said ‘’yes I will go with you to water world’’. Ary and Stephanie went to waterworld in summer. They went to Waterworld and they had fun going there. Ary said ‘’if you want to go and see the water slide”. Her friend Stephanie said “so yes” They went to the ride they had fun on the ride.They went to ride they were talking about how fun was the ride.

“HELP, HELP!,” Jane yelled will getting sucked into the lake. Alice ran as fast as she could to save her friend from drowning. When Alice jumped in she started getting sucked in, and no one was there to help. Alice and Jane slowly sank not being seen from the dock.