The tides came crashing through, eliminating everything that came in
their way. We were like little ants scurrying around looking for our
home, a shelter, anything that would protect us from the savage tide
that wanted to wipe us off of the face of the earth. It was too late
for the people on the beach; they had already been taken prisoner,
drowned forever in their tears of sorrow and fear.
It didn’t feel like it would be much longer before I was shackled and
chained up as well. I felt like I had been running for hours, I
wouldn’t have been able to keep it up for much longer. The tide just
kept coming and there was nothing powerful enough to stop it. What
about God? What about The Almighty One that I had been praying to for
all these years? This would’ve been a great time for Him to make an
entrance. I began to feel the water around my ankles. They were trying
to clasp me… trying to imprison me for eternity. It felt like it was
over for me, time to give up and hand myself in… but for what? I mean
I hadn’t done anything wrong and I’ve still got my whole life ahead of
me. I wasn’t about to give in just yet, and luckily God just made His
entrance. I could hear the tide slowing down behind me, but it wasn’t
over yet though. I could see a rising shadow going on for at least two
hundred yards ahead of me, I turned around with apprehension and
looked it in the eye. It looked back snarling, the blue, translucent
wave crashed on top of me.
I woke up squinting; the light was penetrating my eye. I stood up and
found myself naked in the middle of the Sri Lankan jungle. Was it Sri
Lanka? Or was it heaven? Last thing I remember was me knocked out
after something hit me. Was it a fist? Was it a bus? I hadn’t a clue.
I guess this must be heaven. Wow, I would never have thought I’d die
at the age of sixteen. Well at least I don’t have to go to school
I searched around the Garden of Eden; there was no shortage of sweet
coconuts or juicy mangos, but where was everyone else? Could this be
hell and not heaven? I mean hell doesn’t necessarily have to be a
fiery cave where there’s a guy in a red cape prodding you with his
trident. I heard about this sort of thing, my mum told me. She said
hell is your worst nightmare, you may not even know what it is, but it
is your worst nightmare. My heart began to beat faster, what if this
is hell? What if I’m never going to see my parent’s again? I began to
run. I don’t know where I was running to, but I just had to get out of
this place. ‘Garden of Eden’! What was I thinking?
It began to get dark and I was still naked without a single cloth to
cover my shame. I was cold and frightened so I used the large palm
leaves to keep myself warm over the night.
I woke up, still distraught. ‘He’s over here! I found him! He’s over
here!’ announced a...