Gone with the waves...

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The waves swirled around me, I was awestruck by its beauty, but trembled because of its force and power.
My body felt as it was free, as I sank deeper and deeper. Nature surrounded me as I plummeted down, down.
It was as I was saying goodbye in a way " goodbye mum, goodbye dad, goodbye world, I'm going and will not come back. I was trying to say it aloud, but nothing came out.
Suddenly, the peaceful goodbye turned into a constricted nightmare, my throat felt like it was being squeezed at its hardest my eyes were bulging out as I struggled to breath in dim, lifeless sea.

My life was flashing before my eyes, "Was it true? Was I dying?Had the moment finally come?" But then I thought who really cared about my disappearance? It probably didn't affect anyone? How did it make a difference?
It was not if I had any special person in my life, My mother passed away only when I was four, My father is an extremely rich and busy business man. He is always away in different countries so I rarely see him, I probably only saw him once or twice this year. I was on my holiday to London on a cruise boat, but it had to sink! Why? Why did it sink when I was on it!? Why did I have to be the one to have accepted this fate why!? My almost invisible tears floated out in different directions in the sea. " Why!?" I cried sobbing " Why!?"

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