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It’s hard to get out of bed in the morning when you’re not here. I know it won’t be long before I see you again but it still hurts. I know it hurts you too, but we both think we’re good at hiding it.
The truth however, is that after every skype or phone call I break down. There’s always a pause when I text you back or send you a snap because I need a moment to collect myself. There are so many times when I want to tell you to come home and forget this but I can’t because I know that you would.
This is your dream, to sing and perform for crowds of people. This is my dream, to work my way up to the top until I own my own business. I wish our dreams didn’t keep us so far apart. I wish you were on the other side of the bed instead of across the country. I wish that I could do what you do and we could be together where ever we went.
For now I will keep my voice from cracking and save my tears for when you return. I’ll livestream every performance and stay up late or wake up early so we can talk on the phone a few time zones apart. I promise to always be your number one fan and to keep this house warm for when you come back to me.
Just promise me that even if you change and the stardom gets to your head, don’t forget about me. As long as you always come home I can get through this.
When I went to study dragons, I didn’t think that anything like this could happen. I was just going to get close enough to examine their scales and take good pictures.
But then I was running from a fire breather with all my life. Through the jungle I kept tripping but I stayed a foot away from it, knowing that I couldn’t stay ahead for long. It was snapping it’s teeth at me. I wanted to ask why it didn’t just burn me but I figured that it wanted to eat me raw.
I tripped in a hole and fell so I just curled up and prayed. I held my breath as it opened its mouth and washed me with warmth.
But it didn’t eat me.
It didn’t leave me alone either. I screamed as its sharp teeth sunk into the back on my calf instinctively kicked. The fire breather released and flew away, tossing me a few feet with its wings. I could only feel that bite.
It was like someone had poured acid on me and I couldn’t stop screaming and crying. I tore off my pant leg and almost hurled when I saw that the bite was eating at my leg. But it wasn’t flesh underneath, it was scales.
Soon the scales spread all the way to my feet and worked its way up my body while I clawed at my own skin. It was like my entire body was on fire from the inside
Mike got home around one in the morning, collapsing on his couch in his costume and all. He ripped of his mask and tossed it across the room.
“I quit.” He didn’t mean it. He could never stop being a hero. But being beat up every night was really put a damper on the whole thing.
He was almost asleep when his cellphone rang, the screen lighting up and buzzing. Mike sighed and answered without checking the caller id.
“Listen, I don’t think-”
“They killed my parents.”
He shot up, already starting to change while he was still on the phone.
“Maya, where are you?”
“At home. They killed them Micheal.”
“Give me twenty minutes.”
In 15 minutes he was walking through her front door, past her personal guards. When he reached the study the scent of blood was already strong. Maya was crouched next to her father’s head, cradling it in her lap. Slowly he moved beside her, gently putting his hands around her shoulder.
“Were you here when it happened?”
“No, I had called you as soon as I found them. But it hasn’t been long.”
I packed up a small bag full of the essential things that I wouldn’t be able to get at the island. I told my friends that I would be back to the mainland in two weeks and my family that I would be home in three.
The boat ride felt long and as the mainland escaped my sight I wondered if I would ever see it again. My worst fear was drowning in the ocean and never being seen again. If I was bitten by a shark they might be able to find my body. But there was hushed talk about mermaids there and I had to see for myself. I had a camera and a diving kit so I could get close enough to see them in real life.
Mermaids were thought to be practically extinct long before I was born so I only heard stories of the wonderful creatures that spoke in melodies. My parents used to tell me that they weren’t really gone, they just swammed down deeper than anything man made could go.
There were so many different types and even more that land people didn’t know about. This could be their last reachable habitat so if that meant that I had to take a small boat to a tiny island then I would do it.
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