So today I wanted to share a short story I wrote about drowning. I’ve already published this on my storybird account but I wanted to share it here as well.
Sinking. Drowning. I can only hold my breath for one minute. I try to scream, but all that leaves my mouth is bubbles. Getting deeper, getting darker. 45 seconds left. Running out of time. Nobody around and no land in sight. Panic rises in my throat. I try to fight it but the more I struggle, the deeper I sink. The pressure is becoming too much, and the darkness is closing in. The deeper I go, the more I struggle to move or breath. 30 seconds. Time is ticking. There’s nothing I can do but await my doom. the darkness and the cold envelope me like a blanket. My eyes begin to feel heavy. 15 seconds left. All hope is lost as I have accepted my fate. 5 seconds left. Death has it’s icy hands gripped around my throat making every last second miserable and painful until finally, I shall breathe no more. My eyes blink shut for the very last time and my body falls weightless to the ocean floor never to be seen again by another soul.
That’s all for today
Never Stop Dreaming