50 deaths 50 mysteries

On Impact

●Arkansas Little Rock DC●

●Strong Language●
●2041 February 19●

The sky was a dark gray color, it was littered with smoke like clouds, it looked as if it would rain but never did. I ran out to the beach, it was vacated, there was nobody there, that was a bit odd, it was probably because nobody would want to swim in the rain. The beach crashed into the sand aggressively, it was calming to me in a way, and so then, I set up my towel on the sand and the sun umbrella incase it actually started to rain. It was actually nice for once and I sat down on the towel, and rested laying down while covering my eyes with my arms. After a while, I decided to open my eyes again, it was darker than before.

I sat up to look around only to find that the water wasn't there anymore. It was confusing, where did all the water go, it couldn't of just, disappeared. I stood up to get a closer look, there was trash, seashells, seaweed, and more things that had been left behind. From a closer look, it looked cooler, the seaweed was disgusting though, I've always hated it. Oddly, there was no fish or crabs, only a starfish here and there. I started to pick up cool looking seashells and trash, shoving it in my pocket. Eventually, I sat down to start building a sand castle, the mud was perfect for one. It was frustrating because it kept falling apart but I managed.

Voices in my head kept telling me to run away but I ignored them, nothing bad could happen to me, right? I sighed when I was done and looked around, I saw the water, there was a huge wave and I stood up faster than I thought I could and ran as fast as I could leaving all my stuff behind, well, I would but I wasn't there yet. I panicked, and panted hard, but, the waves caught up to me and smashed down onto my back sending me onto the ground hard. Air felt like it flushed out of my body and my back felt broken, I couldn't scream but my body tried to intake air with fail. I choked on the water but kept sucking in more, it was so painful, I couldn't move or do anything.

My body felt numb and my eyes burned from the salt water and my mouth was full of it. The entirety of my body burned, it hurt so much. Everything that I saw, began to slowly fade, it all lost color but it all faded to a complete void, finally.

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I woke up in bed, who the fuck took me here, I'm so confused. I sat up to try and see who took my back home, I was kinda disappointed when I saw somebody. Did that faggot really take me here? I'd rather burn than have it's filthy fucking hands touch me or even be in my room. "Hey! Get the fuck out of my room!" I yelled at her. "What? I need to care for you so you don't suffer." It said to me, disgusting. "I don't want a tranny touching me." I spat out at her. "Ok look you definition of garbage, I've already dealt with Alabama and I don't need to deal with another brain dead dumbass. Good. Bye." She spat back at me and stood up, and left slamming the door.

I laughed, what an idiot, thinking that she can really hurt me, she's just going through a phase, she'll grow out of being a boy.