Desolution By Drowning (standard:fantasy, 336 words)
Author: JoeD	Added: Dec 28 2006	Views/Reads: 3670/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
It's bad enough to die by drowning, but when you are murdered that way, it's even worse!

330  Words DESOLUTION  BY  DROWNING 

by 

Joe  DeMonte 

I've got to get the hell out of here before I drown!  God, what a way to
go.  I'm almost afraid to look up.  How did I get in here anyway?  I 
should have stayed with the others.  They're probably all down in the 
basement now, or at least in some other safe spot, not even aware of my 
predicament.  It's really quite funny, in a grim way.  I've seen water 
before, so many times, and have never been afraid of it.  In fact, I 
have always considered water rather beautiful; a tranquil, soothing 
fluid of the earth.  And now it's going to murder me! Damn, what am I 
to do?  I can't even move now.  I'm certain one of my legs is broken, 
it pains me so.  I wonder how long I will have to wait until I die?  I 
just hope it's swift.  I hate to look up but I have got to know. Well, 
that answers that!  I don't need a calculator to tell me the score.  I 
am directly in the line of its path now, and I can't get out of the way 
either, because of my leg.  And it will come from so far up.  The 
impact alone  when it hits will probably crush me on the spot! Now 
there's a thought.  Will I be crushed by it or will I drown in it? 
Maybe if I could just --  oh, oh, too late, I hear footsteps. Oh, God, 
here it comes! Oh, no, no  -- no! “Barbara, I'm home.  Where are you, 
honey?” “I'm in the kitchen, dear.  I'm getting a drink of water.  And, 
Howard, I just found another one of those nasty cockroaches, right here 
in our sink.” “Well, kill it then.” “It's already dead.  It drowned 
when I turned on the faucet.  And it's the weirdest thing, Howard, but 
I could swear I heard the damn thing screaming when I turned on the 
faucet.” --------------  THE  END  ------------- 


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