Amish Home by Rachel Stoltzfus

Author:Rachel Stoltzfus
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Global Grafx Press
Published: 2015-02-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

Water churns around me, pounding and pushing me deeper into its abyss. Freezing cold and heavy pressure all around me. My clothes are weighted wings, pulling me down, instead of pushing me up. My eyes search out the light far above me, increasing darkness inhaling me from below.

My lips are clamped shut, determined to hold back my last, precious breath. But my lungs are desperate for release, my heart confused and driven to keep pumping, harder and faster.

I feel like I’m being pulled down by some invisible force; no simple gravity, but a creature of some kind, intent on dragging me to its undersea lair. But this is its world, not mine. I have no power here.

How did I get here? How did I let this happen?

I flail my arms, trying to fly in this thick and heavy alien atmosphere, legs unable to kick me back toward the surface.

My lungs ache, throbbing with an electric agony. My mouth is pushed beyond resistance, forces from behind pressing their way through my useless lips, bubbles finally pouring past my face and swimming up to the surface.

The briny water burns my eyes, as I watch my last breath trickle away in that stream of bubbles. My ears ring, that muffled swarm of submerged echoes merely a soundtrack for the pressure against the sides of my head.

This can’t be happening! I don’t want to die here! I don’t want to die!

I gape for breath, cool liquid lava pouring in, filling my mouth. That grainy water coats my tongue with gunk, salty and spongy, clogging my nasal passages. The water presses against my windpipe as it rushes in, smashing it. My brain crackles with panic. My lungs are bursting, so heavy with water they feel like they’re tearing away from my heart.

My brain shakes in my skull, fluid sacks bursting. All goes black.

I stop struggling, my arms rising slowly in defeat. My body spasms, the last jolts of electricity flickering, as I slip into oblivion.

My dream ends with a panicked gasp, my spine once more going rigid to bolt me up, sitting upright in the dark of my bedroom, the cool quiet a sharp contrast to the chaos of my dream world, one that I doubt I will ever escape, especially now.

Just a dream, I tell myself. Too bad, too; reality is much worse!

I spend the day packing my meager belongings: my clothes, my bible, a wooden top that was my favorite toy as a child. But every trip to the suitcase breaks my heart a little more, increasing the emptiness that is slowly filling me, body and soul, with thick and terrible nothingness.

I can’t believe I’m being forced out of my own house, where my mamm raised me, where I tried to raise my own kid sister, before she was snatched away from me. Since their passing, I’ve felt somehow closer to them just being here, where they lived, where I sometimes feel they will always live, even though I know in my rational heart that they are no longer here, but with the Lord.

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