Out from the Blue

by Claire
in Kentucky

December 22nd, 2006

As I sit here,gazing out to the stars,I ponder at the thought that perhaps that this indifferent beach was a whole other that I would ssomeday explore,and that this birthday would bring me one year closer to 16 and able to go out to the sea alone.I may be right or I may be wrong due to the fact that I make ensipid mistakes everywhere I go,and that ruins my mom's trust even more.But I still had hope.This birthday,I was afraid I would never get the OK to go out alone into the deep,dark,blue world.
It all started when I was sitting out on the beach on my 10th birthday.It was quite foggy,so the beach was quiet,just as I like it.But then,my parents' financial advisor,Andrew,came out with a sad expression on his face.I was an only child,so no one was with me,although I wish I had friends or a sibling to run with.I was just skipping stones when he told me that my parents were dead.
I ran to my house as fast as I could,and I saw an ambulance with four paramedics with stretchers that had people in them.Those people,I asumed,were my parents.I was never so sad in my life.I sprinted into the house,got my things,and ran away when no one was looking.It was then that I realized that I would probably never go in the ocean.

I was tired,I was hungry,and I was alone.I was sitting under an oak tree with what seemed to be squirrel-covered.I didn't know where in the world I was,but I knew that I was miles from my house,or my town.It was raining hard.I had just opened my eyes,and I saw a mysterious figure walking towards me.It was a young woman,about in her twenties."Oh,"she began.I feared she was talking to me."You poor thing.Here,I'll take you home with me,and you can live with me.I was scared.It seemed that in her eyes,she had a slight amount of rage and fury.What if she wasn't really a nice lady that talked in a high-pitched,queesy voice?But I wanted some place to stay,and I wanted food,so I went with her."You are absolutely going to love my home.It has about a million things to do in it.My home is right by the sea,so you will absolutely have so much fun!"Then she just kept blabbering on and on about her house and the history of her house and the location of the house,and she didn't stop talking until we got there.And then she started talking about the transportation around the town.It gave me a headache,I'll tell you that.
The inside of the house was absolutely marvelous,but it seemed that the lady,whose name was apparently Doris Finnely,was obsessed with the ocean.She had an immense amount of dolphin pictures everywhere,and the whole house was painted blue-green color.The snack room had nothing but seafood,and the roof was made out of fish scales.It was beautiful of course,but totally unecessary.Doris was still talking nonstop about the house while we were eating dinner."But one thing I haven't done in my whole life is gone into the ocean,"she finished.I gaped at her."If you love the ocean so much,then why haven't you been in the ocean before?I mean,the ocean is right outside your house."She gave me a worried look."Because,I,I'm afraid of the ocean.It makes me so scared even to the thought that I have to be on the beach.The reason is because one day,I was out at sea with my kids.We were having a marvelous time.But then,Jimmy,the youngest of my children,got a gashing cut and he had gotten blood all over his fish.Afterward,he dropped his fish into the water and a shark came and sunk the boat."She started to wail histerically."I was the only surviver.Ever since that day I haven't visited the beach at all."
The next day I took Doris out to the ocean to go swimming.She made it okay until she made a terrible mistake.Doris had gone past the wading line and she swam into the shark-infested area."NO,DON'T!"I yelled.But it was too late.I walked out from the beach and back to the open road.


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