Stories

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Tropical Diving (prose poem)

Published November 2, 2012 by flyingren

The wetsuit and oxygen tank feels strangely uncomfortable and heavy on my body as I prepare to jump into the dark abyss. My heart races as I step closer to the edge of the speedboat. All it took was a small step and a jump and suddenly I was crashing through the rich blue waves. As coldness spreads from my toes to my face, my heart stops for a second like someone punched me in the chest. Slowly, I open my tightly shut eyes and I see myself sinking down, floating by familiar and strange creatures. Kicking my feet, I feel the water currents pushing against my legs as I try to gain control of my movements. Schools and schools of rainbow colored fish swoop around me, surprisingly not colliding into my body. I realize the sea floor is full of color and glitter, reflecting the sun from above and creating a magical turquoise blue in the water around me. Curiosity brings me close to the sea floor and I discover an endless world of corals, plants, sea stars, and iridescent shells.

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Morning Beach (prose poem)

Published October 27, 2012 by flyingren

Perhaps the best time to be at Bora Bora Beach is five o’clock in the morning. I find myself standing on the edge of the endless ocean, staring into the far distance. As the sun peeks over the horizon, the sky changes from foggy gray to a light blue hue. I stand close to the water so I can feel the ice cold waves sweep my sand covered feet. The sand looks flawless, as if I am the first person in creation. With my eyes closed, I can hear the waves crashing onto the shore and slowly returning to the ocean in a clam pattern. Far away, I hear seagulls crying and laughing. The fresh and crisp wind slowly creeps up my fingertips, all the way to the top of my head. Slowly I open my eyes to a breathtaking view while the shinning sun stares back at me. A beautiful day, a stunning place, a memorable moment; if only it could last forever.

Tiny people

Published May 15, 2012 by flyingren

      I’ve lived in the same place for my whole life. Sometimes, I wonder what’s outside this deep, dark cave. Since I was little, I’ve always been told to never go outside. Some people say dragons live outside; others are too afraid to talk about it. My home is near the opening of the cave; I like to peek through the gaps between the rocks that are covering up the opening. Usually, I see nothing but a never ending desert. Except for today, a beautiful, huge castle stood outside the cave and it made me wonder what else is out there. Slowly, I started to move away some of the rocks blocking the opening. I crawled out carefully and saw something indescribable. Moments after, I found myself on top of a stunning castle in the middle of the desert. Suddenly, I noticed a large wave of water out of nowhere, rolling towards the castle. Panic sets in, my body’s shaking as I desperately try to get out of the castle. Right before I was about to run, I saw something that I couldn’t believe. A giant was looking right at me. Surprisingly, we looked just alike except that he was 100 times bigger.

“Help, help!” I screamed as loud as possible.

      “What?” the giant questioned. “I can’t hear you!”

      “Please help me! I’m about to drown!” I cried.

      Quickly, he took me to a dry spot away from the waves.

      “Wow,” he exclaimed, “we look exactly alike except you’re so small.”

      My body was still shaking uncontrollably, I was still trying to figure out what just happened there.

      “Relax,” he whispered nicely, “you were just on the sand castle that I built, and those were just waves from the ocean.

      ‘What is an ocean?’ I thought. What a strange question to ask when a giant had just saved my life. 

      “Thank you so much!” I responded loudly.

      The giant nodded and grinned then slowly walked away.

      That was one of the most dangerous yet amazing experiences ever. On my way home, I thought about what happened and still couldn’t believe that I was saved by a giant. Most importantly, I just couldn’t wait to tell everyone in the cave about this wonderful place outside. We just discovered that giants are just like us, except bigger. That’s why we don’t have to be afraid to come out anymore. Well, as long as we stay away from the ocean.