STORIES FROM THE STORM - The Stories

THE WATERS END by Elizabeth Jone

There was no warning for this terrible sight
my road disappeared with the light
swirling brown water was all I could see
roaring past whispering to me.

Two steps forward, two steps back
my feet stumbled off the track
Waist high water pulled me down
my clothes were heavy
I thought I would drown.

I knew I could not do this on my own
I looked around but was all alone.
Totally disorientated and scared
I knew my last thoughts would not be shared.

I heard a beep from a far
I looked behind me and saw a car
I could not tell how deep the river would be
when a young man waded in to save me.

I cried in a strangers arms
he said 'you're safe' free from harm.
I told him he was my hero for sure
he said 'you are ok now, I have to look for more'.
I don't know his name or where he went
but I found myself safely out of the swirling torrent.
I never thought I would have survived
but thanks to my stranger
I am alive.

I find myself not wanting material things
I am just grateful for life
and all it brings.
That night I thought was really the end
when I was stranded in my street
where the river hid the land.

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