RIFT IN THE NEBULA

CHAPTER THREE

I don't know how many hours I passed out, all I do know was that as I sat up, almost immediately the door clicked upon. The Janitor, God bless his soul, upon seeing me nearly had a heart attack. I stood up, muttered a thank you and walked out. When I got outside the school, the sky had already darkened.

I sighed and dragged my feet on the pavement. There's no way I'm going back to that house. Making up my mind, I changed direction and walked down the road, it had grasses, and the deeper I went in the more longer they grew until it reached up to my mid thigh.

It was fun, it felt exhilarating, because I felt free. I ran, with everything I had and felt the wind whip my hair in all direction. The sound of water was very obvious now. And I feel so happy. Eventually the grasses receded and all that was there was sand. Beach sand.

And there it was, an ocean. The waves were so mighty and it glistened so beautifully under the moonlit sky.

I laughed and screamed at the top of my voice.

This place hasn't been touched or discovered by other people. I would say I'm the first to see this place, there seems to be some kind of barrier that prevents others, but I don't mind.

I pulled of my shoes and socks, and ran directly into the water. It was cold, and frightening as the impact of the waves hit me. But I am used to it. For the past 5 years this has been my safe haven. A place where I could realease all my pent up frustration.

I flowed with the waves, it was refreshing. Eventually I got tired and swam out of the water.

I laid down flat, starfish style on the ground. And nothing mattered anymore. I cried, I screamed out my frustrations. My voice carried by the wind. It felt good, to get out, but the damage has already been done.

I have already been broken beyond damage. And I'm living a life based on what people said about me. Abused by my family, school mates... Abused by life itself.

Maybe it'll be okay if I just drown here. No one will trace me or even look for me.

That'll be much better, it'll end this misery once and for all. Tears poured down my face at the dark thought but it's not like I have a choice.

The rain accompanied me as I cried. The thunder became ferocious and the waves became monstrous. I stood up muttered a quick prayer and stood in front of the ocean, hands spreaded and eyes closed.

I expected the water to sweep me away, but I was so surprised and petrified when I saw that the ocean has literally stood up.

I gulped, this is not how I expected to go. And it came down pouring.