Under The Waves

Under The Waves

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I remember that first feeling of absolute fear. I expected to see a doctor or maybe even my mom comforting me; someone giving me a reasonable explanation for the pain in my wrist, but instead I heard the small humming of the machine looming over me. Something was extracted from my arm. I reached up to find out what had happened and there, engraved into my skin, was the number 7. Story cover by @Lililonely24
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My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."

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