Dreams

Waves

The warm wood felt good on my feet, the sun shines down on the short pier as a cold wind sweeped past me. People crowded here's do on the very small beach. I trembled agents the fast winds. There was man standing in between two lines with there hands on there knees what hung him. He held a long fishing pole refusing to let go.

" Do you think he's going to finally get the big one " said a faceless man.

" Well we all came here I don't even think that fish could fit on a mental let alone his trailer" said another faceless man as they laughed.

I slipped past them I don't know how I new this but someone I knew was at the end of the beach. I jumped down on to a rock surprising the fisher men. every one had ether a glass of champagne or a can of beer. As I made it to my friend she had her back on the building that cut off the beach. she stood up as soon as she saw me surprised I was there. Her hair was long and blond held up in a pony tail, her legs to long to long to fit in pants they cut off around her thy. I put my hand on my hip and looked at her strait in the eye, she rushed like a scared puppy through the cooler and tossed me a soda. I don't know why but I felt like I have some power over her like she was almost scared to upset me. if I was awake she would punch me upside the head if I even tried that. Now I'm the Alfa.

We stood at the water line waves crashing against the rocks. As I took my last sip of soda she ran to get me another. I stood there in shock she is ether a very good friend (which she wasn't in real life) or really scared of me.

After some time the calm waters turned to roaring rapids as soon as the fisher man hooked his fish. the waves turn four meters high in an instant. the wave curved over my pushing me to the ground soaking wet the man standing next to me had fallen in the water and was being pulled in to sea though the waves.

Through a huge wave the fish jumped out a swordfish blue and black with gold specks. everyone gasped. Water washed over me again as I saw under water I could hear "let him go my poor boy let him go " an angry crying deep voice repeated.

I got up fast "let him go" I screamed "it's not just a fish" as I said that the fins seemed to turn to finger.

" let him go " I screamed as a final warning. I turned my head to the water a large wave the inches from my face and you could almost make out a face in it.