I found myself lost in thought. I wasn't happy. I haven't been happy. What am I gonna do about it. Truth is I haven't been happy for a long time, roughly around the time my father died. We were walking across the street one day and a car was speeding. The man was being chased by the police. My father noticed the car speeding towards us and was about to ram into both of us. He pushed me so the car couldn't get me. He was dragged a couple miles down and was pronounced dead at the scene. I was only 5 when this happened and it's something that still haunts my dreams to this day. The last time I got sleep paralyzed, I could hear my father's distant cry. His blood curdling scream filling my ears... Every now and then I can still see him ... and his face...
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I finally snapped out of this daze. I came to a stop and I found myself at this strange pond. I never noticed it before which was weird because I knew this area pretty well. I took off my shoes and walked to go put my feet in the water. "How pretty" I thought out loud. The water was rippling with beautiful waves. Each wave was swaying all about like it was dancing so free. I wish I could be free. Free from these evil thoughts. Free from these nightmares of my father...
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Under The Surface
General FictionMallory is a 15 year old boy who is having a hard time with his life... He goes out for a walk to clear his mind and get out of the house for a while and finds a beautiful pond. He will find himself in this short story. Read what happens to him and...