5 December 2012
Hand in hand, we walked down the beach, sand rising in between our toes. You stop and turn to look at me, out eyes meet and we are kissing. Then a man shouted, 'Get a room!' and got his football, him and his children was playing with and aimed it for my head! What a pleasant man..not. As soon as the ball connected with my head, everything went blurry and started spinning. Before I knew it, everything was black. For what seemed like hours later, I woke up and decided to go for a paddle. No one was in the sea, and then he shouted, 'the shark...' I tried to run, front crawl, get out. But it was no use, I was already eaten..
I sprang up screaming, sweat dripping down my back and across my forehead, my mother ran it - petrified - accompanied by my father a few seconds later with..a taser gun? "Sweetie, what happened? Another nightmare?" My mum asked as she sat at the bottom of my bed, my father on the other hand, lowered the gun and exited the room. "It was so real, a dream..inside a dream?" I confessed while mother stroked my hair, ''It's alright now, promise. I'll protect you until I die.''
She made an oath to me that day, 'she'll protect me until she dies' but sadly..that isn't for long..
The Story With No-Name • Opuss № I