luvergal37
Sinking.
Sinking.
Sinking.
I was drowning.
I can't breathe.
Help.
Help!
HELP!
I wake up sweating. The dream again. Again. It's always that dream. The same one every night. It's always me, drowning in a huge body of water. I can't save myself and there's no one around to save me.
The seconds ticked down as we raced down the track. I was in last, of course. I had to make first if i was to impress my father. He was a major track runner and he wanted me to play just as well...I was now seconds away from the finish line, still in last, when I noticed he wasn't there. I slowed, loosing by even more.
There was a tiny sponge sitting on the counter. I picked it up, dreading the work to come. I started scrubbing effortlessly, knowing the beating would be coming.
He picked up the old kettle. It was rusting slightly. He smiled, thinking of Lizzie, who made it for him so many years ago. He wondered where she was now. Watching him from above? Or maybe she had completely forgotten about her partner for all those years...
The image hit me like a brick. I was running...running...
"Stop!" a deep voice bellowed.
"Like that's gonna happen," I thought as my feet pounded the icy cold ground. I was getting weaker and weaker with every step. I was slowing down..."No!" I thought. "I have to make it!"
"NO!" I screamed, waking up. I was sweating. I didn't need to remember how I got caught...how my life easily could have ended right then and there...
I had created an invention that would someday change the way that mankind looked at monkeys. Monkeys loved bananas, everyone knows that, but they don't they don't know the secret of my invention. I had invention bananas in a can. Once I distributed the cans to the population of monkeys, they would go crazy. Then, together we would take over the world. And my mother said I was truly evil. My name would finally be feared, but if I was a villain, she would never know I loved her. Before I did the dead I would tell her how I really, truly loved her. So, of I went, towards her house. Towards the rest of my life.
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