River

1. Drowning

I was drowning. Choking on water as heavy rain from the storm thundered down over the body of water I had been pushed into. Yes, I was pushed. My mother and father had spent all of my life hurting me. Hitting, raping, and saying ugly things. But they had finally decided to get rid of me. Could they have put me in the system? Yes they could have, but of course to them watching me drown was more fun. I could hear their laughter, even at the bottom of a river in a storm they could be heard. I thrashed around, cursing them both for never teaching me to swim. My lungs were filling up with the icy cold water, the rain beating down loudly. The sky was dark from the little bit of topside I could see, and strikes of lightning seemed to break the clouds into parts. 'Come on Kathryn, SWIM!!' I yelled in my head. I thrashed some more, trying to figure out if I could somehow magically start swimming. I choked on more water, as it filled any hole in my body it could get to. My ears, nose, mouth, eyes... I started to yell, even though I knew that: One- They weren't going to help me, and Two- The only thing they might see is bubbles, which could go un-noticeable because there were already bubbles everywhere. I started to except the fact that I was going to die. My body was going to give out any second, and that would be the end for me. My parents will have gotten to see what they wanted to see, my death. They would see the bubbles clear out and the thrashing stop, and they would know I was gone. They would laugh all the way home, boasting about how they killed me. And know one would ever know. No one would ever find my body, I would probably decompose on the river floor or something. Nobody would see one single remain of me. The water will wash it all away until it weathers to nothing. Until I weather to nothing.

 

Everybody will forget the existence of Katheryn Johnson.