The Whisper Of The Sea

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

As i was drowning , unable to swim up to the oxygen that seemed so precious right now , i wanted to cry , and maybe i did , but i was under water , so there's no way to tell , is there ?

In my fear , i also felt relief , maybe because i was convinced of my near death ? Cause that means that the pain and the fear won't last much longer .

So i surrendered myself to the warm waves of the sea , but just as i gave up , I think i imagined the seashell glowing.

A second later, i was on the beach , my feet covered in beady sand . What just happened ?

Was i hallucinating ? No , my hair was wet so i was definitely in the water . But where was the shell ?

It took me minutes to realize there was something around my neck . It was a silver necklace , long enough to be hidden completely under my shirt . And at the end of it , hung the blue shiny treasure that saved my life .

I ran home without stopping once for air . I was greeted by my crying mother . She was worried about me , but i needed to be alone . So i ignored her questions and rushed to my room , smacking the door shut behind me .

I threw myself on my bed , not caring that i got it sandy and wet , and cried my eyes out . I couldn't believe that moments ago , death was starring me in the face , and pulling me to the deepest depths of the sea with it's watery tentacles.

I eventually fell Asleep .

In the morning i woke up screaming , i dreamt i was drowning again . As the light of the sun hit my face , i brushed away the tears with the back of my hand , and went to the bathroom for a shower .

As i was washing the sand out of my hair , i noticed the seashell was gone . For a moment i panicked . But then i thought , good riddance , that thing almost got me killed !

I got myself dried off and put on some pajamas . I feel depressed . Really depressed . I guess That's a side effect of almost dying .

I went down the marble stairs , not really giving a fuck about whether i'd wake my mom up or not .

I sat in the living room , and just stared at the clock for hours . Wondering if time was a real thing or was it just an illusion people created to organize their shit .

After almost three hours , or so the clock said , my mom came in , wearing her pink robe . She sat next to me and hugged me , and i hugged her back and cried on her shoulder . I needed her company now more than ever , because death is a lonely fate .

I was alone yesterday when i almost died , and i will when i really do die , so might as well enjoy the company of the ones i love while i can .