Unfinished Piece

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Created 10/3/22: Based on my fear of the ocean.

The liquid was cold to the touch, almost as if my hand was dipped into Antarctica's waters and left there. It felt as though I left it there for hours despite it only being 10 seconds and quickly pulled my hand out of the water. I felt staring behind my head, almost judging with their cold gazes. It felt uncomfortable, but I kept my eyes on the water. I didn't want to go in. The water was freezing cold, and I had no clue what I might find in this endless ocean. What if I freeze to death or drown? What if something unknown takes me down to the bottom of the unforgiving sea? I tried to walk away, but something blocked my way, pushing me back into the water. I shivered at the temperature, the water being just below my chest to freeze into a popsicle. I heard laughing, almost a cackle of some sort, likely my father or older sister, they like to tease me about my fears, saying they are ridiculous and stupid.

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