Laura James Week 115: Cool Waters

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Title: Cool Waters

Today should have been the first day of the rest of her life but here she was was alone and in pain. Kendra had no idea why she had come to Silver Sands without him, it had seemed the only option. So now she stood on the pier gazing out over the calm waters, a vision of stillness whilst inside her heart was breaking into a thousand pieces.

Kendra loved the water and looking out over the empty beach she felt it calling to her. She had to dip her toes in the cool blue waters just once, if only to help banish the darkness that had invaded her soul.

Despite the heat of the day no one was on the beach, it was empty, peaceful and inviting. Kendra moved down the pier towards wooden steps that led the way to the yellow sand. A gate barred her way, with a sign tacked to the front.

No Swimming

No Paddling

No Walking

No Dogs

No Horses

With the sun on her back, Kendra ignored the sign and climbed the gate, casting off her shoes as she skipped down the steps.

At the first touch of hot sand Kendra's spirit soared, she didn't need him, she didn't need anyone. She slowed her steps, savouring the moment her feet broke through the surface of the burning sand to the coolness beneath. The closer to the waters edge she got the calmer she felt, this was where she belonged and her heart began the journey back to health.

She stopped at the shoreline where soft waves lapped over her toes as she scrunched them deeper into the wet sand. The feeling of belonging grew stronger as her feet strove deeper and deeper. Lost in the moment, it took waves splashing against her thighs to wake her from the trance. The tide, like her mood, had turned.

It was time to go. Kendra jiggled her left foot and felt the sand shift as it's wet grip tightened around her toes. Not one to panic, she jiggled her right foot which suffered the same fate. Her feet were trapped and the water was rising. Glancing to the shore she noticed that the water had reached the seaweed line, she wouldn't drown. She just needed to keep her balance and wait for the tide to turn once more.

Waist deep in water, Kendra concentrated on standing upright. A difficult task with waves buffeting her every few seconds yet she managed to hold on. Soon the wildlife of the sea appeared and standing became the least of Kendra's problems. She screamed as they darted in and out of her legs taking chunks of flesh with every turn.

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Based in Dunfermline, Scotland, Laura is obsessed with all things horror and spends her time writing flash fiction which she hopes, on occasion, really scares her readers. Feel free to stalk her on twitter, @lejamez

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