Mother, I thought. My beautiful, loving mother passed away just a few months ago. Ever since her death, I couldn't sleep all right. I would roll back and forth in my rough bed and sometimes pause to stare at the gloomy ceiling.
Whenever my father talked, I could tell he was trying to tuck away all his sorrowful feelings. But I knew that he deep inside, couldn't handle this gruesome tragedy more than anyone else.
Dad told me that seeing me look miserable and stricken made him nervous. He said that he wanted us both to take a step out of our pitiful misery. So, that is why my dear father took me to this gorgeous country called Indonesia, a country alongside of neat beaches made of ...view middle of the document...
It was as if a lightning bolt had came out of nowhere and struck me in a matter of seconds. I watched with tear choked eyes as my dad slowly walked away. His image blurred behind tears that swelled into my eyes. I tilted my head lower and tried to examine my bare hands. My dad had never left me like that, not even if it was doing me a favour. I knew something had distracted him then. I wish I helped but now, it was too late.
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My surroundings blurred around me as I felt a surge of adrenaline. The steady thump of my heartbeat echoed in my ears as I engaged in a faster pace. Then finally, I jumped.
A ringing sound grew fiercely in my body as I plunged myself into the warm, gentle water. A tingling sensation slithered up my arms and legs as I lay on my back floating, with not a care in the world. But something punched me, something I regretted, but I couldn't remember what. Then it hit me, my dad. He's only gone for a few minutes. I reminded myself. He'll come back soon.
"Ah....." I left out a sigh as I angled my head back. "Now it's just me and you, the most dazzling sky ever." I mumbled to myself and the sky, not actually sure what do in the water.
Then a ball came out of nowhere and hit me on my head. "Ouch!" I barked rubbing my head frantically. "What was that for?"
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that to you. Are you ok?" spoke a boy who was probably my age that had came waddling through the water to get his ball and had now stopped to stare at me for a response. But I wasn't paying attention.
"You look like me." I spat out, not knowing what I had just said.
"Excuse me?" the boy asked with his strange accent. I just shook my head which made him leave in an instant.
Just as he left, a sudden vibration startled me as I hastily regarded my surroundings. Nothing seemed bad to me. Probably the movement of the boy leaving, I assured myself just so that I don't remain frightened
I took a deep breath and looked downwards at my feet to discover an unusual sight. My feet were swarmed by tiny fish, all trying to dig their heads into the seabed. That was when a few people's shacked voices made me wonder.
"Is that a...?" someone's voice trailed off.
"That's not what I think it is." A man shook his head in disagreement.
"A tsunami.” I gulped as l saw what was now in front of me. My heart stopped as I forced my eyes to see a massive wave rapidly rising in height and gaining in speed, probably more than twenty meters high, and was probably less than a mile away from me.
I choked as salt water entered my mouth. I didn't know where I was going because my vision was blurred. All I knew was that more than fifty people were shoving me, trying to get to shore like I was. I fell multiple times and almost suffocated. Before I could protest, it happened again. All I could see was scared faces running and muffled voices screaming for help.
I could feel my mouth quivering and my body shivering vigorously...