Lake Irizarri

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

A lone fisherman, and the mystery of the lake...

There was once a fisherman by the name of Jose, he always fished on a lake known as Lake Irizarri, usually he only fishes during the day, but one night he had trouble sleeping, he eventually decides to head onto the lake what he finds was astonishing, the lake in a quiet state, the moon that sits on the lakes horizon shining brightly on this cold windy night the light from the moon flowing off the lakes surface, only one thought came through Jose's mind, "A perfect night to fish!".

He then prepared his fishing gear, and got onto his small wooden boat, and started to cruise onto the lakes center. There he began to fish, so calming, and relaxing as the gentle cold breeze flew by occasionally after as minutes went into hours he started to drift asleep, once he is completely in slumber a large thud appeared from under his boat, he quickly arose, and inspected his surroundings, to find nothing, but water, his suspicions subsided, as he eventually drifted asleep once again, but once again a thud appeared under the boat, louder than before, panicked he once again looked around, even felt the water around him with his hand, but to once again to find the quietness of the lake, he thought to himself, "I must be imagining things, I might be sleepier than, I thought", slowly a fog settles in, surrounding him, and the boat, completely blocking any sight from him to land, scanning his surroundings he sees a lone silhouette in the distance, he decide to slowly cruise his boat towards it, the faded image gets clearer as he got closer, until he sees it was just a lone woman, standing on the surface of the water, she had a long white dress that radiates off the light from the moon, along with long smooth dark hair with clear green eyes, locked in eye contact she started to slowly approach him, taking every slow step closer form the surface of the water, his heart beats faster as she gets closer, this continued until she was right in front of Jose, she slowly reached out her hand towards Jose's, right when there hands where about to touch, Jose wakes up, he arose from his wooden boat, and finds himself on the lakes shore, he wonders if it was just a dream, he then looked over to the lake where in the distance he sees the fog, and a dark silhouette, he continued to stare until the sun slowly arose from the horizon, thus making both the fog, and the silhouette to disappear.


Submitted: December 24, 2014

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