I stood on the beach, toes gripping on to the rough crunchy sand looking at the rumbling waves crashing down on the gentle water. Bright sun rays shooting out the sun like an eclipse moon covering the sun.
Walking in to the cold ankle deep water as it swishes with every step I take in to the endless pool of water where I will soon live. “Nothing left for me now” I think to my self. “What am I going to lose?”.
Now the cold gentle water at my knees I stop turn my neck stretching it to look at the direction of the beach where there is no life to be seen. “This is where I belong” I think to my self knowing that my life will be more enjoyable here. No memories to look back on I ...view middle of the document...
I could not find a reason why I was waiting in that freezing cold water fighting against the rough waves. I turn to look on to the beach where there is still no life, realising that there is nothing to wait for, nothing is going to pop out and save me but I wish there would be.
I dive under the next wave that comes over me and I hold my breath, my eyes open seeing nothing but blur green of the water. I wait under the water until my body starts screaming at me to get some air, the knocking and pounding in my head telling me to get air overcomes me and I come above the water and take a large gasp of air.
With very little recovery I go back into my new home blowing the silver bubbles out of my mouth; my back crashes on to the sand as I lay there waiting for my body to scream at me to get air, but instead I hear nothing but the calm peaceful water as I lay on the soft comfortable sand staring at the grey beautiful sky and admiring everything around me as if it is a new beauty.
Rethinking what I am doing, I begin to panic, I try to come up to get air but I am unable to move off that comfortable soft sand that is now a jail to me. Trying to kick off the bottom but I can not do anything but lay there and regret every decision I have just made. Trying to force...