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ORIGINAL FICTION | SILENT WATER | CHAPTER 2/18

aschatriaPosted for Everyone to comment on, 5 years ago9 min read


Supernatural Manifestations - This is a horror story, all characters are purely fictional and brought to life for the sake of the entertainment and fun. None of this is in any way real. If you are easily influenced and affected, please do not read any further.


Get inside!! - my father was standing waist-deep in the shallow, frozen and slightly purple around his lips. Trying to teach me to swim tried his patience, despite his best intentions.


I am standing right here! Right here! - he was becoming furious every moment - There is nothing in the water! Get inside!

I can’t! - I was standing on the shore barely dipping my fingertips in the water. - I can’t!

I was constantly looking behind him. The cold and dark sea surface rippled and a shadow below the surface seemed to slowly crawl closer and closer to the shallows where my father was standing.

Why don’t you let it go? - My mother was observing this tragedy from the pier. - She can’t get inside, I am telling you.

I don’t want to! - I was shivering, but unlike my father, who was standing in the water for a good hour, I was shivering in fear.

You have to! - he was yelling - You have to get inside, and at least try to swim. - then he turned to my mother who was rolling her eyes all over the place. - I can’t let her stroll around or near water, she can fall in when we are not looking.

I am going to finish the dinner… - my mother picked herself up and took off, and my father continued persuading me that there is nothing in the water.

But I afraid I had nothing new to say but ‘no’. He lost his cool, gave me a slap and sent me home. I ran back into the house, while he dragged his frozen limbs back inside as well.

She has to learn to swim!!- I heard him screaming at my disinterested mother. - I don’t care what you think!! No! This is not crude! This is the reality! She will drown!

Dinner is ready!! - I heard my mother calling me. - Change your clothes, don’t be wet!

My father was already chewing his slop, apparently, he shed a good amount of his patience that day on me. It was a late summer and the last moment to teach me how to swim before yet another cold and long winter. He turned into a healthier color and being no more a human-iceberg he tried a different approach with me.

A child drowned! He drowned because he didn’t know how to swim. - he tried to convince me with the worse thing on the list. - If you drown, we won’t be together anymore! Do you understand that!?

Maybe you should let it go for the next season…- my mother suggested - summer is almost over…

My father gave her an inhumane look, that was more approprite for a demon than for a man.

I left the table early and their conversation deteriorated rather quickly after the dinner and escalated into a full-blown fight that ended up with my mother sitting in the shallow water on the beach and my father standing aside waiting for her to calm down.

What is wrong with mom..- I asked standing just next to him. I overheard their fight mentioning losing another child and how things don’t even matter…

Nothing, she is just stupid. - he said coldly.

When will she come out…? - I asked pulling his pocket - Isn’t she cold?

She is going to be fine…. Honey!!! - he yelled but she wasn’t turning back…- Damn! - he turned to me. - Go into the house. It’s almost dark.

Can I stay out and play? - I asked without thinking what exactly is happening to my parents or understanding anything they were yelling at each other. It was a late summer with the sun still giving some light.

Stay away from the water!! - my father yelled at me like I was fifty feet away, but I was just next to him.

Dad? - I was trying to ask something really complicated to my mind, at the time - Why is she crying?

My father gave me a look like he was observing an apparition - For… nothing. You don’t need to cry… ever. Go and play…

Honey! - I heard him yelling - We should take the nets out… It’s kind of getting late.

My mother still didn’t answer him. Actually, she talked rather little. At least to me. Usually, she was quiet, and my father led the entire conversation by himself. Too bad the quiet and nice didn’t always go together.

Soon after I heard my mother’s high pitched voice coming from the pier while they both were returning from the fishing. She sounded nothing like someone who just had a fight. I assumed everything is in the perfect order and went to another side of the small island to pick shells on the shallow beach.

The shadow was there already, it was not following me, it was there, all around us. We were surrounded by something, and they had no idea. I was thinking deeply about it. As long as I stayed away from the water, I'd be safe.

Sun silently sinking down to the horizon, I estimated this would be a perfect moment to go on the elevated platform up to the hill next to the windmill.

At sunset, the swallows would go on a hunt and it was a pure rush to stand there. The birds would go to great lengths with all kinds of aerial acrobatics. Anticipating ones which would fly an inch away from the top of my head-and that would be more than two dozen per minute-was the most fun, like standing in the crossfire of aerial combat.

It was getting dark - time for my mother to call me inside -but for some reason, she didn’t. I was turning whether she will call me or not, but there was no trace of her.

I sneaked at the back of the house, but I couldn’t hear anything which was kind of strange. I peeked through the living room window, thinking they probably lost track of the time, and completely forgot they had to tuck me in. I could hear voices, but I couldn’t tell what . I soon realized they are not alone around the table in the kitchen. Aw, the guests! So late? I was so happy to have the guests, in fact, I was a bit pesty towards any visitor and extremely curious as for any child of my age.

I climbed into the house through the window, but when I saw our visitor I stopped at the kitchen door. It was just a man, but there was something that held my curiosity back. I came in and stood next to my father watching a stranger carefully. I never saw that person before, I was sure about it. We frequently had visitors, it’s not like I never saw another person.

Oh, why are you so shy - my father was annoyed with me being so suddenly held back without any visible reason. - Say hello to the man! She usually harasses our guests.

It doesn’t look so… - the man said and reached for me - Hello…. - But the sub-tone of his voice was weird and wrong, and the fact he was much bigger than my father did nothing to reassure me - I extended my arm in a handshake like a wooden pole.

He shook my hand gently and I comfortably sat on his lap to investigate all about him. He was extremely amused by my presence and my father started almost instantly bragging about a multitude of unrelated things.

I am telling you - he was bragging about me as well - When you talk to her, if you couldn’t see her, you would think she is an adult. She is that smart!

Smart kid.. - our guest added smiling at my parents. Yes, his voice was very kind. Very gentle. Very polite. Just too many good things at once.

While my father’s voice was getting lost somewhere in the background, every fiber of my being was turning into ice... Our guest had no heartbeat and unless he was talking, he wasn't breathing.

You are small, you are not strong, but be brave. - My father used to tell me frequently - Never show fear. Don’t cry. Ever.

So, I didn't. I just sat on his lap pretending everything is fine. But, it was not fine.

I checked his neck slowly again. Nothing. At first, I thought I was missing the beat because of the size of his neck, but there was no way he had none.

If that was not a horror by itself, what followed right after it definitely was.
At one point a lovely evening took an ugly turn, and both of my parents fell asleep and collapsed right at the table.


Previous chapters:

ORIGINAL FICTION | SILENT WATER | STORYBUILDING FROM SLAVIC MYTHOLOGY
ORIGINAL FICTION | SILENT WATER | INTRODUCTION

Chapter 1/18


Story contains 18 chapters plus introduction part and it is previously published on Steemit and my personal blogger blog , for the people who wanted to read it continuously in one piece.





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