The Ocean Will Not Bite You

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Travel  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story about losing a loved one.

Submitted: July 18, 2011

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I was sitting at the water’s edge, where you used to take me every night when I was younger. The cool ocean water crept up on to the sand, touched the tips of my toes, and retreated back again. I remembered how when I was really young, I would crinkle up my feet so that the water couldn't reach me, afraid of how cold it was, and you told me, "the Ocean will not bite you". When I became less afraid of the water, you'd tell me not to get too close, for I could get pulled in and drift away forever. You had a good way of teaching me to never be afraid, but to always be cautious. The silly little things you always said to me, they are still in my head, they still ring in my ears in a melodious tone, telling me all the things you can't anymore. You inspired me to be who I am today, even though you are not here. I wish I could ask you where you went, and why. I wish I had followed you that day, when you woke me up at the break of dawn and asked me to follow you down to the water’s edge. You told me that you needed me to come with you, and I just replied "the Ocean will not bite you". But I forgot to tell you to never get to close, and you drifted away. And now every morning I go down to the water and I dream that maybe one day, I will get pulled in too.


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