The Girls Reflection

Photo Credits: Makenna Schumacher 2011

At last, a calling from the seas that pulled her close to her once beloved ocean. The gush of water slapped its icy palm against the sand and ran it's shivering might over the girls feet and around her ankles. The sky was pitch black and cloudy. She could feel him around her. His breath rotted the air as he heavily breathed in and out. The stench of his drunken body made her feel nauseous and faint. Her, weak in the knees, as his holier than thou ego, pulled her into a well known depression. That forgotten loner feeling trickled into her cured mind and threw her back into her suicidal thoughts. A unknown feeling of being entirely alone blasted into her heart and dragged her spirit towards the icy water.

He grabbed her arms. You can almost feel the heat as his cold hands pressed up against her warm body. They stood there for a matter of moments before the girl yanked  her arms out of the devilish embrace. Her eyes turned to the dark color of the ground around her, black and cold. Anger and loss of protection felt her through as she tried to run from the devil of a man. He sprinted towards her gulping back the vomit and blood that was twirled in his stomach. The demonic possession  of the stranger had begun.

She ran beneath the dock that was only a few foot steps away. When she has successfully hidden herself, she glanced out to the beach where the devil and her had stood moments before. Scanning the horizon briefly made her realize, he was gone, out of sight, nowhere to be found. A wave of fear hit and her and made her hyperventilate in the cramped space. She vomited into the foamy water. Her whole body shook in fear and nervousness. Seaweed dangled down from the bottom of the dock and lay on the girls face. A sudden movement in the distance caught her attention. She turned to look...... inches from her face was the man.

His arm was now bloody and looked as if it had been stabbed several times with a thin blade of some sort. Vomit dripped all over his large body and blood now pored from both is arm and his mouth. His eyes were not hazel like they had been before, they were a fiery red and black. A cold mist came from his mouth and blew onto the girls face. He breathed like a dog, in out, faster and faster with his tongue hanging from his jaws. He fell to his knees next to the girl.

A cold wind blew underneath the bridge so powerful that It knocked over the girl into the water behind her. The mist sprayed up onto her face and into her mouth. He body jerked back and forth across the sand, as if the wind's hands were pulling him from side to side, up and rapidly back down again. She tried to scream for help but the words were ripped from her mouth and swept away with the wind. She prayed under her breath.

"Dear Lord! Save my soul!"

Her prayer was answered when a large wave crashed under the dock and pulled the man and her into the water. A whirlpool was formed and swirled underneath the large dock. The deviled man was sucked into it. She held on to the beam underneath the dock and screamed loud and long. The wind whirled around her and she was losing strength. She was out of options and let go of the poll. Into the whirlpool she went.

She awoke two days later in a pale white hospital room with thousands of needles attached to her. In front of the bed stood a long tall mirror. She rose from her bed, ripping the needles from her arms, and walked to it. In the reflection stood a devil with eyes and red as lava. The fight wasn't over, she thought, for the devil was now in her.

~ Dear lord, save her soul ~!