Billowing In The Distance - Bethany .R. Porter (surface ebook reader TXT) 📗

I hear the waves rolling as if it was rivers whispering in the wind. Me and my friends are

hauling a boat into the waters for our first ride in the Dead Mans Lake. It's

forbidden for any one to go there. The legend says that one black and stormy night

an old man went out to sea and was found about a year later washed up in a cave.

People called him ol' Johnsen. A little boy was out exploring with his sister and

found the cave and the girl fainted when she saw the dead body and the boy ran off

for help. When help arrived the girl was gone and ol' Johnsen was sitting on a rock whistling

to an old tune.

"Marla!!!" yelled Matt as she fell. They were inside of a cave and ol' Johnsen's body was

laying on the ground cold as stone. "Mmmatt" whispered Marla "gggo get help." Marla said

as she layed on the ground barely moving. Matt got up and ran not wanting his sister to

die anywhere near Johnsens' dead body. As he was running through town he started to

have flashbacks of that one fateful night when he and his grandfather went out on their

boat. No, no one knew that Matt was with Johnsen when he disappered. After all who would

suspect a 10 year old boy? Matt knew that Johnsen had been murdered because Matt had killed

him, but of course no one knew that either. Not even his sister Marla.

It was about 9:00p.m. when Johnsen made Matt get out of bed, Matt could tell that Johnsen was

not happy. Johnsen grabbed Matt by the arm and yelled "GO GET DRESSED!!!" Matt quickly got

dressed and remembered his knife, "better if I take it along" thought Matt to himself as he

quietly opened the cabinet and took out him pocket knife. "HURRY YOU ASS UP" yelled Matts'

grandfather, startling Matt. When Matt opened the bathroom door Johnsen grabbed Matts' arm

and pulled him outside shutting the door quietly. "W-What do you want"? asked Matt to

Johnsen as they walked out on the lawn towards the lake. Johnsen refused to answer, but

in his head he was thinking "to get you out of here so I can get what I want." Soon

they were at the lake and Johnsen made Matt get on the row boat with him. Eventually they

were in the middle of the lake and Matt realized what Johnsen was going to try to do.

He silently prayed a thank you to God for bringing the knife with him. As Johnsen was

about to throw Matt over he pulled out his knife and started stabbing Johnsen over and

over again in the chest. Then, Matt jumped out of the boat and started swimming towards

the shore leaving Johnsen in the boat.

"Marla at last the time has come" said a voice from beside her. She didn't reconize the

voice that said it, but it scared her all the same.

"What are you talking about???" whispered Marla indulgently.

"I was murdered by my grandson and now, now I will revenge that by taking away what is

most precious to him"

"W-who is your grandson"?

"Ha-do you not know you foolish little girl?"

"N-no I-I don't"

"MATT IS MY GRANDSON!!!"

"M-Matt, my Matt?"

"YES!!!"

"T-that means that I am your granddaughter then"

"Exactly"

"Then, then-"

"I am finally going to get what I've been waiting for"

"A-and wha-what's that?"

"YOU!!!"

"Bu-but-"

"SHUT UP. It is time for me to redeem myself."

"Please be okay, please be okay" Matt muttered as Steve, Alex and Nate followed behind him.

Nate is a nurse, Alex is a surgeon, and Steve is a psychic. They weren't the best choice

but, they were the only people that were willing to help, when Matt went to the hospital. It

took a lot of convincing because they didn't believe Matt at first, but eventually they finally

believed him. The cave was in front of them now and there was someone sitting on a rock.

The figure was sitting straight and smiling...


(to be continued)

Text: Bethany .R. Porter
Images: Google
Editing: Bethany .R. Porter
Publication Date: 06-29-2012

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Dedication:
To the people who cared about what I love and helped me become stronger.