Sea Turtles

It appeared to be a clear evening. The night sky was a dark blue but I could see no stars. I walked up close to a building in front of me. I knew of this building but I did not know my connection with it. It was a grand luxury condominium building. I believe someone I knew may have lived there.

I was wearing denim shorts, flip flops and a tank top. I walked along the side of the building because it was surrounded by water. There was a nice moat around it that seemed like a miniature boardwalk or dock. It looked sturdy and wide enough to be walked on. When I tried to look out towards the end if it, I couldn’t see where it led or where it stopped because the wooden planks curved with the building and I couldn’t tell what lay around the corner.

I took one careful step out onto this moat/boardwalk/dock type of structure. The water around me and ahead of me was so calm, beautiful and inviting that it drew me further and further out there. The wooden planks began to narrow in width as I got closer to the bend. Suddenly, the still waters roughened. Waves started to appear, slowly at first, then the whole body of water surged.

The water rose, steadily, quickly, and fear seized me, my lungs were closing in panic and knots were forming fast in my stomach. In my panic stricken state, I stood frozen, arrested by the growing waves. Terror finally snapped me out of my spell and my first thought was to get onto my stomach, lay flat and hold on tight to the sides of the dock and shimmy as fast as I could back towards the concrete sidewalk.

As I began, I looked behind me and squinted at what I saw. Through the massive waves that were now arching into the sky, a gigantic sea turtle emerged, effortlessly surfing through. Then a second followed and a third. As I watched these three sea turtles swimming towards me, a sense of relief washed over me. I thought, if these sea turtles can survive this, maybe I will too… And I waited until the first one swam by, close enough beside me before I took a big gulp of air and launched myself off of the dock, onto the sea turtle and closed my eyes, hanging on, praying for dear life.

As the waves engulfed me, I held on tight for the ride. The turbulence of everything finally calmed and when I was able to open my eyes, I found myself back on the sidewalk. The sea turtles had disappeared, the waves died down and the water retreated completely. I stood up, soaking wet and dripping, and stared out at the body of water that was now just as tranquil and undisturbed as it was in the beginning.

I looked myself up and down and that’s when I realized I was naked. Grateful to have survived the peril out there, I didn’t mind that I was missing all of my clothes. I dropped to my knees and heaved a huge sigh of relief at my survival. Before getting up to find a way into this building to dry off and clothe myself, I took one last look over my shoulder. The last thing I thought was, “How beautiful.. “

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About Margaret Wang

In this crazy World, if we have something to say we should say it; whether in word, song, dance or paint. As writers, we write what we must, what we see, what we feel and what others experience but cannot articulate or understand. This is the duty and power of the writer; to release into the world our visions and our passions as if bleeding dry. Here at Stuck Pig I give you my word and hope that my voice reaches like minds so they know they are not alone, and unlike minds so they may share my glasses for a day. This is life lived as me, digested by me and translated for anyone caring to step out of their shoes for a few paragraph’s length. I am vulnerable and opinionated. You may judge me justly or unjustly, as I judge the rest of the world. I invite you to view Life through my window. View all posts by Margaret Wang

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