Purgatory

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
Based on a personal experience: May be taken as a romantic situation or other due to lack of character information but it is actually based on my brother, whom has always been very protective of me and saved my life at the risk of his own.

Submitted: September 20, 2013

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I had always liked the idea of being engulfed, surrounded with the noise of the world left behind. However this was different, this was not a choice, it was a demand. A demand on my life. There was no safety here, nothing to fight for, it just was.

I could feel it taking my life from me, the immense pressure on my lungs telling me to give up, to give in. As I was pushed and dragged down deeper by the angry surge, my body becoming a punching bag, being thrown in every direction, I knew my time was running out.

The more I thought about it the more I realized that maybe this was the way I was always meant to leave this world. Born of the water, die of the water, it was kind of poetic really.

As the black edged my vision and I finally gave myself over, I felt the pressure in my lungs and then it went black.

A darkness but not in a bad way, in a way that draws comfort until light takes over.

Breaching the surface of the water, I struggle in deep breathes, my lungs on fire. I am acutely aware of a strong arm embracing me and as I struggle to face the owner I am flooded with emotion because even though no one else on the beach noticed my struggle, he did. He came for me. Just as he always said he would.


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