The Girl in the Boat - 20/10/2006

Here she is.. after mere minutes of making you wait.

The Girl in the Boat.20/10/2006 [thats right, its quite an old one]

A beautiful girl, with long brown hair and gorgeous green eyes framed captivatingly by black and red eye glasses, lay sleeping on a small row boat right in the middle of an icy lake with a black parasol leaning on the stern of the boat shading her as she slumbered and the boat drifted on the gentle current of the clear lake.

The girl’s eyes shot open as if waking from some terrifying nightmare, but when the girls eyes adjusted to the light, she saw she hadn’t waken from a nightmare but woke into a nightmare. Dead trees loomed over her like an axe man would loom over his victim just before delivering the final blow, the clear, icy lake had been replaced by a murky swamp filled with rotting bones, not just random bones but in places there were whole skeletal figures lying face down in the oozing swamp. A man in a black suit came running out of the forest of dead trees towards the boat; the girl was unafraid, she recognized this man, as it was her father. As the girls father ran to the boat a tall figure with black long hair and skin that was as white as a sheet lunged for him. The figure from the trees grabbed the girl’s father and pulled him back into the trees. The girl heard a blood curdling scream and saw a fountain of blood spurt up from behind one of the trees, shadows danced over the trees from the moonlight, in the pale light of the moon it almost appeared as if the trees were laughing the girl thought.

The figure came back from the trees wearing the girl’s father’s suit but now its flesh was not as white as it previously was and ran at full speed towards the girl in the boat, the figure tripped, the girl giggled, which angered the figure. When the figure finally arose and began running at the boat again, the girl, frozen with fear but forcing out hysterical laughter, closed her eyes, still laughing.

The beautiful girl, with long brown hair and gorgeous green eyes framed captivatingly by black and red glasses sat upright in the boat, crying insatiably, and looked around, she was back in the middle of the clear icy lake in the small rowboat with the black parasol leaning on the stern of the boat shading her. A hand reached over her stomach, her father who had also been sleeping in the boat asked her what was wrong; the girl simply hugged her father and wept.