MC's Whispers

Whispering Silences

Archive for the tag “bungee jumping”

Free and Gone

Hammock-Beach-1920x1200It’s hard feeling unable to concentrate and drifting away into a world that doesn’t exist in reality.

Zelena knew that feeling well. She was not tall like the other kids her age; she lacked the confidence young adults so boldly proclaim; and she often perceived the world much differently than others tend to. Having a name that began with the last letter of the alphabet often did not help at all. She was always last on the list.

So she found an escape in daydreaming.

She could do this anywhere and at pretty much anytime.

Like the other day when she was sitting by the window, rolled up in a cozy armchair when it was pouring outside. In her head, she was living an adventure in a mountain with real friends and they were going on excavations for a lost medallion that would bring power to the person who wore it, as long as their heart was pure. The cabin was a wreck and they had to take cover from the thunderstorm and rain. And suddenly, the bad people (there are always some of these in every story) tracked them down and they had to hide. And the adventure ensued…. Well, until dinnertime. Food had to disrupt the dream.

In the summer, when the stifling heat and humidity did not permit for a lot of time outside, Zelena would lie on the cool sheets in her bed and as the fan cooled her down, she would dream of being on an exotic Caribbean island, swaying on a hammock and indulging on a tropical iced juice.

A little while later she would spin off, bare feet in the golden sand tickling her toes, and she would rush playfully towards the tide into the arms of the man she loved. They would swim together into the tranquil ocean; snorkel to gaze at the fish and corals that decorated the ocean’s depth; and even play around with a couple of dolphins that would join the fun.

Daydreaming was Zelena’s thing. And it all seemed so real. So true. So different from the world she lived in. In her fantasies, Zelena could do and be exactly what and who she wanted. Without restrictions, without concerns, without limitations.

The only problem was that she could get so enraptured in a dream, feel it was so real, that she could not tell the difference between the dream and the real world. Something like being caught in The Matrix. Only maybe worse, because even that was a fantasy.

Getting lost into something that is not real will make you lose yourself.” That it was her beloved uncle told her. He was the one who made her fantasies so real, for she grew up with his exciting, swash-buckling stories.

Zelena did not pay attention to the severity of the warning. When she had been unemployed for over a year, still living in her childhood room, and still dreaming of what she wished her life was like, Zelena disappeared.

Her final daydream was of bungee jumping over a cliff to feel the freedom and adrenaline rush of flying.

Advertisement

A great leap

loversLeap-heroThe drive through the desert seemed endless. But she needed that. Carrie could use a drowning-out of all the thoughts that were eating her up inside. And a long drive seemed the best way to do that. Two hours later she was back on the ‘civilized’ part of the road. With trees and roads and sidewalks and other cars along the way. She would soon be there. She was ready. Mentally and physically. She had grown stronger and fitter over the past year. And knew she could do this. Looking out the window she saw the small cove. The waters were crystal clear. The sun’s reflection bounced off the surface and formed an iris as it returned to its source. Further in, a seagull was securing the day’s meal.

Carrie was certain. She had seen it been done so many times and always wanted to feel what it was like. The freedom and the liberation in that jump was something that couldn’t be rivaled.

Bungee jumping was her passion. But never from this high and not at this perfect, paradise-like cove.

She got out of her car and felt the warm sand trickle into her feet.

“Hey!! You came!!!” A group of youngsters rushed over and lifted her up.

“So, beautiful, are you ready? I’ve got you covered, so don’t you worry, ok?” Ethan was an experienced jumper. He had been all over the world doing this. And he was the most extraordinary person Carrie had known. He always had some story to tell. And in her eyes he just seemed so…so alive.

“Trust me and we’ll be fine. More than fine,” he winked.

Carrie felt a chill. Not of fear but of excitement.

Everything in her life’s path seemed to lead to this very moment.

And as she made the leap, she could hear the voice of that gypsy fortune-teller from the fair years ago echoing “a great leap, the future holds; follow your path, to your life happiness bring it will…”

N.B. The story is a response to Trifecta Writing Challenge: Week sixty-three – to write a 33-333 word response using the word path as your prompt word. This story is 333 words.

Post Navigation