At The Lake

Short story/poem

Dark lake

I sat at the waters edge under the branches of a Cypress tree.

I dosed off just for a moment it seemed until I realized that it was now dark.

The crickets chirped and the frogs croaked until I saw the fog.

A muggy breeze covered me and it felt as if someone was near.

I glanced around in the now quiet moon lit night but saw no one.

Not until a glow of white light suddenly appeared over the lake.

The light grew as it got closer to the shore.

It looked like a lady in a long white dress, but was it?

I quickly stood up and watched as it moved nearer to me.

The dark silence of the night felt creepy and the muggy mist once again hugged me.

I was drawn to the nearly transparent figure though that floated above the water.

As she got closer she extended her arm as if she wanted something.

Do I dare step into the water, for I can not swim.

But the power of this white figure quickly lifted me and pulled me toward her.

I could not stop myself.

She took me out into the middle of the lake with her.

The place that I feared most of my life.

We then stopped.

She reached out for my arm and grabbed me.

Down and down she pulled me deep into the dark water.

I was frightened but unharmed.

Through her touch I saw and felt the pain she went through.

And now I know why she lives in the lake…

I am back to the surface of the water and suddenly know how to swim.

I swam back to shore.

Out of breath I laid quietly on the ground.

The sounds of the crickets and frogs I heard once again.

This felt like a dream but I knew that it wasn't.

I must tell the truth as to what happened to Miss Delilah.

The End

I hope that you enjoyed this short story/poem. I came up with while watching a couple different thrillers on my days off. Imagination is a fun and yet sometimes spooky thing to have.