Dead Current

Dead Current

A Story by Meggie Johnson
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A woman too fed up with her life had been planning this day for months. Now she's going for a swim.

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I was lying on the beach, I'd been stuck here for hours. At least I was alone. This was, perhaps, the only place I could finaly be all by myself.


The last couple of days were the biggest strain I've ever experienced. My mum said I'd messed up my karma by breaking up with my boyfriend and bad things started to happen. I'd suddenly become surprisingly bad at my job, my friends seemed to be deserting me, my family didn't call me once. Not what I'd call the best week ever.


I touched the sand, it was so soft. There were no shells or litter. It was so white, I remember the little specs glistenning in the sun like they were little diamonds. I grabbed fistfulls of it and then let it slip through my fingers. It calmed me down.


This beach was my own little haven, I was pretty sure no one else knew about it. It was separated by a huge U-shaped cliff that surrounded it from the inside, there was also a small palm tree forest growing around it. But I knew my ways, my secret paths. 


I stood up, today was a very special day. I'd searched the sea tides and forecasts to look for something different than ususal. On my birthday. Yes, it was my twenty-first birthday and I was more than happy to be away from the world.


I stood up, maybe I should go for a swim, the timing is as good as it is going to get, I thought. And it was true, the sun was high in the sky, there was a gentle breeze, not too cold. 


As I stepped slwoly towards the water, the sand was burning my feet, but I liked the pain, it made me feel alive. I was never too good with emotions, so physical pain was my outlet. Prooving to myself that I was still capable of sensing.


The ground became wetter and wetter, until my feet were submurged in the crystal clear ocean. The temperature was perfect too. 


I stepped even slower than I had a moment before. Staright forward to the deep, I wasn't afraid, I was nervous, but it was normal, right ? 


My chin was brushin the small waves, and then I dived. I was a good swimmer, when I was little I used to compete and have got several medals in my room to show for it. I swam further and further until I couldn't see the bottom. 


The colour of my hair looked more gorgeous than ever. The rays of sunlight that had managed to get this deep were reflecting on my skin, creating pretty shapes and lines. This is why I love water, it made everything more beautiful than it was.


And then i let go. Today was so special, because there was a "dead current". I had been planning this day for months, waiting for the right occassion. And it had finally arrived.


I let it take my away. Drag me further, deeper. I didn't have to struggle anymore. Breathing in the salty water made me more free than I ever was.


© 2012 Meggie Johnson


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Added on April 30, 2012
Last Updated on April 30, 2012
Tags: suspence, short story, water, alone, suicide, drowning, depression

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Meggie Johnson
Meggie Johnson

United Kingdom



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I've always had a passion for writing. Novels, shorts, scripts, you name it ! Just want to see how people perceive what my imagination brings. My fufure depends on you ! Or didn't it...shouldn't some.. more..

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