The sky was a mesmerising blend of colours that night; like watercolour bleeding into one another, the azure blue met the golden yellow in a delicate waltz. Flowing and dancing against the clouds. The sun blinked sleepily as it slowly disappeared from sight, taking with it its dazzling light. I stood in the midst of it all, at the edge of the ocean, the only support I had was from the reliable arms of my brother, holding me upright. The soft, velvet sand of the waterbed slipped into and tickled the space between my toes. The calm waves swirled around my feet, encasing them in its warmth.
"Alec," I whispered, staring at the mild waters, "when will we go back home?" His eyes stared straight ahead, his mouth wired shut.
"Alec," I said, my voice louder now, "when are we going back-" Before I could finish my sentence, he thrust me towards the middle of the ocean. I spluttered and gasped in shock, before turning my head to look at him.
"Alec, please," I cried, "Please help me." His gaze was stony and merciless, they told me all I needed to know. The once mild waters raged menacingly. A mighty wave loomed before me, it threatened to devour me, but I did not have the strength or power to oppose it, and the reliable hands of my brother were gone. I heard the soft sound of his footsteps as he walked away, on his way home. Tears ran down my cheeks, salty and hot, as I let the wave swallow me whole, I didn't fight the urge to search frantically for air. I let my mouth gape open, to swallow salty water instead of the oxygen it desired.
My arms yearned to slice through the waters, my legs yearned to swim against the current, but they lacked the power to do so, thus they stayed stagnant and useless. I closed my eyes as I struggled to accept my fate. I did not want to die, I didn't come here of my own free will. Yet the cold darkness of death enveloped me.
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How To Be Human
Fiksi UmumA collection of short and possibly exaggerated stories that portray human emotions and characteristics.
