It was a dark, windy night. Though it was only 8 0′ clock, it looked like the earth had already engulfed in darkness. I could hear nothing but the sound of fear around me. The gigantic waves stared at me as if they were planning to swallow me.
It was the weekend. I and my family members were having a wonderful time on the beach. We hadn’t found time for leisure in months, so today was a real treat. It was a day as perfect as a pearl. Everyone wore their most brilliant smiles. We found joy in the togetherness, in the love and warmth and safety that only a family could provide.
My sister spent her day walking along the seashore, admiring nature and collecting seashells while my two brothers were playing Flying Saucers with mom and dad. As for me, well, being a loner that I am, I was on my own.
I sat out on an adventure in silence. From the place where our hut was, I could see a high, metallic bridge. It shimmered in the sun and captivated my attention like it was a diamond mine. I decided to explore it. Amidst the noise, fun and laughter in the background, I sneaked out and made a clean escape.
I strode towards the gleaming bridge like it was paramount to my existence. When I climbed it finally, I stood there in awe for the first few seconds. The world below looked spectacular. I had never seen anything so beautiful in my life. I clicked countless pictures of the heart-stopping sight and when I was finally content, I decided to return to my hut. Preoccupied in quietude, I had lost track of time but I noticed the dazzling sun had now become very tiny and dull.
Finally when I reached my hut, it was pitch-dark and the place was quiet. I knocked the door several times but no answer. I looked around but there was no sign of my parents or siblings. A strange sense fear engulfed me. I looked around but saw no one. In that moment, reality struck me like a bolt of lightning. I freaked out. My parents had left me behind. I was alone, on a cold, dark beach.
I tried my cellphone several times but the troubled network gave no access to any calls or texts. I began sobbing. Hot, fat, heavy tears began sliding down my cheeks. In my agony I was alone.
The sky was getting darker and the wind was becoming fierce. I walked towards the seashore, gazed at the starry sky and spoke to God for a while. I found a little solace then but soon the crashing waves began intimidating me. The last thing I remember was a big hand, as cold as ice, covering my face. I shrieked but my throat couldn’t produce any sound. The next day, in the early morning hours, my body was found floating in the sea…
Written By Shumila Malik