Entry 2

I paused my body as my eyes took in the view of hundreds of dozens of dandelions and for-get-me-nots, as i was standing in my fathers meadow. My family and I were visiting our lake house in California, at Lake Tahoe. I didn't really like going there too much, because i didn't really have any friends to hang out with while we were there. I was usually alone everyday, and i almost never went in the water; I was too afraid. 

At age fourteen, not knowing how to swim was very uncommon. But nobody seem to understand what my brothers death did to me. My brother was only nine years old when he drowned in the rainwater. My bother was walking home from school one day while it was raining; and he slipped a puddle of water in an ally, and had gotten his foot stuck in a gate that was nearby him. Later that day my mom had gotten a call from the police telling her that her little boy, robby, had drown from the accumulation of rainwater in his lungs.

Just like any other day, I went outside and sat a safe distance from the water, at the edge of my balcony with my favorite book and tea in hand. But today, I got up early to do this so I could watch the sun set. After an hour or so, i heard a huge splash noise. Startled, I dropped my tea cup on the ground causing a loud smash noise on the ground. Quickly, I crawled of of the balcony ledge, and hid; not knowing if some one was breaking into my house or just invading private property. I looked around to see what was going on, to find out that a few boys had jumped in the water of the lake in front of my lake house. Not sure of my decision, I started walking over to the boys but grabbed a tennis racket; just incase anyone tried anything. When I reached a good amount of space between me, them, and the water; I said “What do you all think you doi-” I was quickly cut off, and then I noticed I was in mid-air about to fall in the water.

Gasping for air, I wake up and realize it was all a dream. I guess that maybe seeing so many of my loved ones die, triggered memories in me that I forgot I had. Its so peaceful outside right now. I guess the storm is over and the men returned to their fishing lives again. At least right now all I have to worry about is getting home safely.

I start to wonder where James was, and then I realize the boat wasn't moving, in fact I wasn't even in the boat. Everything starting coming back to me, and I realized I had wires attached to me in hospital bed with, a sleeping James sitting in a chair by my side. I groggily called out his name and immediately he woke up, but I think I startled him so much that he fell off his chair. He got back on his feet, and asked me

“How are you doing?”

I replied a simple “fine.” but then asked

“Am I home?”

A stern look was made toward me she he said

“ Your in a hospital…” He trailed off.

“In London.”

Author's Note

Thank you so, so much if you read this!