Of the Ocean - The past

The irony in this she thought as she sat starring out the window of the little café she stopped at on her way up to the lake. The day started off simply enough, with a plan to escape reality. She had taken the three hour drive up to the mountains the day before to her dad’s cabin he kept up north the property was nice and close to the lake. She was remembering the last time they came up here as a family, spending the day. Her sister was swimming and trying to convince her to come into the water. Shortly after that day their life changed. It was nice here calm and peaceful she watch as the sun was setting behind the mountain peaks reflecting rays of fiery light down below on the water. Tonight she decided that her life was going to change here again…


His sister decided that she wanted to stop at the quaint little eatery on their way into town. They been driving for eight hours straight and “one can only survive on junk food for so long” his sister said. His sister was making small talk with their overly friendly waitress. Looking around the small rustic eatery there were only a few customers about they could be described as the trucker types. That’s when he spotted her she was sitting in a booth at the far corner of the room. The light was dimmer over on that side of the room and she was halfway in the dark. She was sitting there stirring the spoon in her drink just looking out the window as if lost in thought. Her hair was dark and pulled back in one of those messy ponytails; she looked as if she was tired, weary. “Hello… hey I am talking.” Ouch… why did you kick me?” “I was asking you if you were ready to leave and you...” she stopped talking and turn to notice the girl that her brother was staring at. “Oh.” She sighed. The girl had gotten up dropped some money on the table and turned to leave. She waited till the girl had walked past their booth and out the door. She looked at her brother they both were silent for a few minutes. “Ready “he said as he placed cash into the black folder the waitress and they left. He notice as the girl passed them that she had black circles under her eyes and they both felt the depression rolling off her, but there was something else too. “What is she?” his sister nudged him as they walked out the door. The girl was still there just sitting in her car. She elbow her brother “ okay I am going to drive up to the scenic view and take some pictures, I know that you want to go play hero, just call me when you are ready to leave.” She gave him a hug and a quick kiss to his cheek turned and walked back into the little restaurant. The girl started her car and he watched her pull out of the parking lot and turned left he followed.



Standing out on the bridge looking over the lake the sun had set and it was dark out. No city lights to outshine the stars. She was sitting on the concrete fence that was put up to keep on lookers from going to close to the edge. The place was quiet out, not many travelers come up here during the fall months. So she was pretty much alone here just how she wanted it to be. Here where she could think of all the negative things that happened in her life the past year. She was mentally putting them into a box and closing it up tight.



In her hand she held what was literally a small box. It was time to move on, time to say goodbye…. She was startled by the sounds of footsteps nearby. A voice from behind her spoke “it’s not recommended to sit on the ledge like that.” The voice was male with a hint of an accent to it. She turned to see where the person was. He was just a few feet to her right. He was wearing jeans and a black hoodie over his head. “Mind if I join you?” not giving her a chance to answer he hopped up next to her. They sat there not saying a word just watching the stars twinkle in the water below. She almost forgot that he was there, when he spoke. “I don’t know what happened in your life to have brought you here to this place, but you should know that ending it here isn’t the way. No matter what has happened, you don’t have to let end this way.” He was silent just sitting next to her. She was silent because the tears were building up in her eyes, her throat was swelling and she knew that if she tried to speak right at that moment she would break down and lose her courage.



He placed his hand on her shoulder. “I am not going to stop you but if this is what you choose.” His hand left her shoulder and he turned and jumped down. She spoke then “That’s not what I am here for...” she could hear the gravel stop crunching. She took a deep breath turn and got down off the fence. She knew he could see the tears rolling down her face. He was still there looking at her, his face hidden in the shadows created by the hood. “ I am here for this” she open her hand showing him the black ring box in her hand before she turned and threw the box over the ledge into the night. “I am here to say goodbye to an old life and move on with a new one.” When she turned around he was gone... and so was the past.

Selections of LOST and FOUND ( working title)

**(Should you find any grammar errors please let me know I am really BAD with catching them all. In fact I can use an Editor)**



Selections of Chapter 1- LOST and FOUND ( working title)

Before I thought I was lost. Now I know what that means.  I was never lost until I was thrown into a world not my own, this is where I found myself.


 The day was dark and overcast it was threatening to storm,  most of the time it never hit and just blew over.

 Jane was in the antique shop picking up a collectible six-shooter for her husband’s birthday. She was waiting for the clerk to wrap up the purchase when something glistens and caught her attention out of the corner of her eye. Walking over to the shelf she found the object, it was an odd dagger. There was a little info card lying next to it title " Dagger of Light. Jane waved the clerk over and question her about the dagger.

“ This little beauty was buried in the back room, who knows how long it’s been sitting back there collecting dust. I just put it out on the self-yesterday.” The clerk said when she pulled the dagger out of the cabinet for Jane to see. The clerk was very enthusiastic and smiled at Jane cheerily.

The handle was silver in a hexagonal shape with runic symbols engraved down the side of the handle. Very unique Jane thought. The blade was made out of cut stone which, looked like blue glass that glowed when the light shone through it, hexagon at the base and tapered to a thin tip and the top. The blade itself was roughly 3’5 inches. The dagger didn’t look like it was practical to use. Jane asked the clerk what she knew about it.

“ I believe it was a prop made for some low budget movie.” The clerk replied, hopeful to add to her sale, she handed Jane the info card. She and her husband love to collect swords and weapon replica and thought the dagger would make a great addition to their collection. Her husband mainly collected guns, she had a love for swords and such. The info card the clerk gave her, didn’t have much information on it, besides the name and the last known owner Kelley production, movie prop was all it said. There was something about this dagger that interested her enough. She added to her purchase.


By the time she left the store, the weather had taken a nasty turn. The sky grew to a purple-grey and with it a  promised of a downpour. Driving in rain was never Jane's idea of a fun time people just didn't know how to drive in it since it only rained one week out of the year. Ten minutes into it the rain turn to hail and the visibility decreased. Jane pulled over to the side of the road and turned off her headlights not wanting other drivers to run into her. She dug out her cell phone to text her husband that she was going to head home instead and wait out the storm.

 She put her phone back in her purse that she placed on the passenger seat along with her purchase. Turning on her headlights, she was preparing to merge back onto the road when a load WHACK and a strong jolt knocked her and the car forward. Her head had snapped forward the jolt was enough to force it caused the airbag to deploy. She had no time to react before getting hit in the face with the airbag. Another jolt from behind sent the car spinning, the care was jolted again and the car lurched forward, the car was pushed off the bridge into the canal which, was a good half mile away from where she had pulled over. The right front of the car was in the water tilted on side blocked just enough to keep it from sliding the rest of the way in. When the airbag released she tried to protect her face with her arm, but the force was enough to slam her arm right into her nose with a loud crack sending instant pain rushing to her nose, head, neck, and shoulder. The hit was enough to cause her to black out.

 Jane slowly opened her eyes and tried to blink, her eye was already swelling shut. She was disoriented hanging from her seatbelt as the car must have moved, still tilted to its side more of the car was submerge in the pouring rain the water was quickly rising.  Jane listen to her surrounding, he could hear the rain still pounding on the top of the car, but no sirens that she could make out yet. It was the rain blacking out any light. The cold was starting to wrap around her body. Assessing her situation Jane felt a sharp pain across her stomach, the seatbelt somehow got hung up and was cutting into her stomach. Trapped between the airbag and her belt with the water quickly rising and the car slowly sank further into the water. She tried to reach her purse, which had fallen to the floor on the passenger side just out of her reach.

She releases the seatbelt it loosens up but to get caught on something, which left part of the belt still wrapped around her shoulder. She reached for her purse again, catching the steering wheel. The wheel turn causing the tire to move and the car slide further into the canal now was hood deep into the water. She didn't know how long she had before the water would start seeping in. She reached again and grabbed her purse fumbling for her phone, seeing the neatly wrapped box with the dagger. She quickly unwrapped it, the car jerked and the car was halfway under the water,  the jolt pushed her forward and the blade slices her hand. Surprisingly the blade was sharp blood dripped down the blade to the handle. Jane didn't have time to be concerned about the deep cut this point she just hopes it was sharp enough to shred through the seat belt.

Water started to creep in the floor of the car and Jane's heart speed up with panic. The airbag was hindering her movement taking the blade pressed the blade against the bag hoping it would just release slowly like a balloon. The air slowly releases giving her breathing room. She had no signal on her phone, calling out for help was no use.

Jane needed to calm herself so she could think, she tried to take deep calming breaths to lower her racing heart and the panic at bay. Her chest was tight with slight pain which didn't help. Jane could now finally hear sirens in the distance. The water pushed against the car trying to carry the car off as it rage all around the vehicle. She couldn’t wait for help; she needed to get out of the car now.

“Please, whoever watching over me let me get out of this alive.” She prayed silently. The dagger still in her hand, she thought that the tip might just be strong enough to crack the window. She smashed the dagger with all the strength she had left. The cracked spread and the window broke, cold freezing water pushing through as she took a deep breath and wiggle her way out. The current in the canal was strong that she fought against it. It spun her around until she didn't know which way was up. A bright light flashed in her face, temporally blinding her and giving her direction, but she hadn't taken in enough air her.  Her leg caught on something and she couldn't get free of its hold on her. She jerked her leg up and her pant leg tearing setting her free, the darkness swallowing her whole.

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Do you dream in color?

Do you dream in color? Do your dreams play-out like a story or a movie?  

I am a day dreamer and characters like to tell their stories to me in my dreams. Sometimes they bother me until I have a whole complete plot. The kicker is whenever I go to write it down I get tongue tied, if that is possible.

 Sometimes they leave me alone for months at a time, but they are always at the back of my mind.
 I was never a great grammar student and I think that I get hung up on my spelling and grammar and fear that their stories will  never get down on paper, but I have manage a few humble beginnings.

Here are few short ramblings of what I have going on, if you like what you read and like more let me know by commenting.

Never Have I Ever...

Never have I ever, thought I would grow to be a middle age women with no direct path insight, but here I am stumbling along trying to find my way.


Once upon a time there was this little girl never to thought to be born. Her parents never thought it was possible for them to have children. It was a risk for both mother and child, but here I am born a whole month early.

I was never the one to like to do as I was told, always impatient to have my way which, was true to the fact on the day I was born. I was born late in the afternoon on Samhain. My parents loved me I was their little miracle! This is a story told through a loving mothers eyes.