Get On

“Jack, there’s plenty of room on the door for you. Get on,” I yell. Jack shakes his head before climbing onto the door next to me and we start drifting. A few minutes later, the door could not hold us both and it capsized. The water is so cold and I float here wondering why didn’t I just listen to Jack when he said it wouldn’t hold us both. All I see is the sea for miles around me, no boats or anything to help us. Jack opens his arms and I swim into them, he kisses me on the forehead and whispers, “We’ll be together forever, I love you.” That is the last thing I hear before the sea takes hold of us and never lets go.


(Author Note: Not my best work, in my opinion).

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