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Silent Waters
(Warning!: Includes deadname and topic on drowning.)
I can’t feel. I can’t see. Everything is moving, but it’s blurry. I can hear my heart beating in my ears. Thump. Thump. Thump. I can’t even breathe. It’s so slow, but it’s calm. I want to stay. There’s a spec in the water. It gets much closer. My eyes burn, but I can see it clearly. It’s a little tan spider encircled in a little bubble of air. Smart little guy, I think. My eyes get heavy, and my chest hurts. Stay…
“Keira! Keira!” My mom yells. She’s muffled.
Splash! I can feel arms around me. They lift me up and after what seems like an eternity, I can breathe. I’m drenched and reek of chlorine. My dad stands on the edge of the pool with his fingers ready to dial a number. My mom holds me close. She’s warm, but she’s shaking.
Mom, what’s wrong? I’d think.
It was about half an hour ago when the rain let up. It smelled like wet concrete outside and I begged my parents to let me go in the pool.
“No, Keira. It’s dangerous,” my mom would say. Her words were soft, like music to attending ears.
But the rain had let up, and I went into our garage while my mom slept. It was around 1 in the afternoon when I had my grubby little hands on my tricycle. I led it through the house silently, making sure not to wake my mom, nor my brother. He was only two, maybe three. It’s still quite fuzzy.
I had opened the sliding glass door to go outside, leaving it slightly ajar. Setting down my trike, I looked up at the gray sky. White lines of lighter clouds shone through the cloudy sky like self-harm scars showing through makeup. I sat down and began to pedal around the backyard. It was on the third time around that I didn’t turn as much as I should have.
The wheel caught on the edge of the pool, and I fell. Bringing us back to the beginning of this paper. Numb, breathless, calm, quiet. I wanted to stay. The water felt like home, more than my home that was not even four feet away. It was deep. Around 3-4 ft deep, to be exact. And there I was, being fished out of the cadet blue water. My chest hurt and I coughed.
It all happened so fast. How did my mom hear me? Wasn’t my dad at work? What happened? Why couldn’t I stay? All of these questions flashed through my mind. Even when I was brought inside, bathed, clothed, and held, all I could think about was that feeling of calm. Being submerged in that teal, watery abyss. That very night I went outside, back to the pool.

that sounds very stressful and traumatizing and (i dont do to much social media besides youtube) but i imagine deadname means someone who has died correct me if im wrong and uhh thanks best wishes

It wasn't actually, to me at least. My parents, yes, but not me. Drowning was actually pretty peaceful.

Dead-name refers to a name that a person used to go by, but no longer goes by, and instead is the least preferred name they'd want to be called.

ahh thanks for clarifying have a good day

you too

Title: The Time I Found a Penny

(Warning: Spingly Bingly is disappointed in you)

Ok, so this is the story of the time that I found a penny. It was like any other Thursday. My mom tied me onto the wall, and fed me my daily Graphics Card. I swallowed it like a pill, and it tasted like QWERTY. My pants shook, and they exploded. While I was high up in the sky, I said 'hi' to Mr. Buckley. His trousers exploded one faithful Thursday 10000 years ago. "Thanks for the card!" He said with a twinkle in his eye.

I had fallen down to 34th and west, and broke the usual 32 bones, but I walked it off, just like Papa Smurf. I was disrupting traffic like the interrupting cow that came to my door every day at 10:23 AM. And then I found it. The most splendiferous thing I ever saw. A PENNY! Here in Free Health Care Land, we don't usually find pennies lying on the ground, but this one was from Not Free Health Care Land, which was not very fun. If I had lived there, I wouldn't have unlocked my secret walk it off powers!

When I got home, I made sure to put in my safe-keeping tonsil. My mom transformed into Spider-Man, and said "I've got to go web up a stereotypical villain named 'The Stewardesses." They wap people with bags with not 7, not 9, but 8 peanuts. So I grabbed my penny and walked to my room when suddenly my brother Burnt busted through the window and screamed, "WANNA BUY PIRATED DVD'S???????????????" I said, "What are they?" Burnt replied, "I have, The Dysfunctionally Stupid Family, and The Guy Who Has No Living Family. They're only a penny each! I said, "No. This be my penny." So I whacked him in the deltoids, and he yelled "OW that's an oddly specific place to whack somebody." So I whacked Burnt again.

When I had found the penny, and my dad was looking at it like a spider looks at Chevy Chase when he eats Netscape remnants. And again he whacked me because I wasn't treating it like MAD magazine. I said, "Oh yeah! I forgot to pledge my allegiance to the penny." So I built a shrine to it, and it freaked out on the lawn screaming, "I WANNA BE SPENT ON GGGIIIFFFTTT CCCAAARRRDDDSSS" So I spent it on PlayTendoSoftGa. I got a Super PS Genesis 360 with it. It plays games like, "Dun Dun Dun III - Revenge Of The Sting" and "Ahdjeswfgkhasdjgfkjehwsd-Man. He has the power of slamming your head on the keyboard because you can't jump over goombas.

The End

(UNO Reverse Cards have no effect on the real world.)

Splinborp Inc.

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