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Terrified – Flash Fiction

The following was written for this week’s Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch.

In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story deep waters. It can be literal or metaphorical. Think of a place and person and situation. Explore. Bathe. Renew. Go where the prompt leads!

June 11 Flash Fiction

The waves that day were perfect for bodysurfing.

I headed into deeper water where the waves were forming so I could ride one back into shore. What I didn’t realize was that the undertow was quite strong and just as the wave was breaking, down under the water I went. The undertow literally dragged me across the bottom of the sea, my body feeling the gritty sand scratching and stinging my skin. I could feel the weight of the sand filling my suit. Finally surfacing disoriented, opening my eyes I saw I was at the shoreline, and stood up.

© Susan Zutautas 2020

10 Comments Post a comment
  1. What a frightening experience! Undertows are fascinating to watch, but not from within. Thank goodness it washed you up on shore!

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    June 18, 2020
  2. That is a very scary moment. It’s a good reason to stick to wading only ankle deep in the ocean and doing all the swimming in a pool with a lifeguard.

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    June 16, 2020
  3. Bill is correct, and also know that other feeling of a sand filled suit. Very sensory. (A reminder to stay on top of the water in a kayak and not in the stuff.)

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    June 16, 2020
  4. Rhen Laird #

    I was holding my breath as I read–because I’m not a swimmer at all.

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    June 15, 2020
  5. Interesting – nice work. We all know the feeling of panic when caught in an unexpected wave.

    Thanks for sharing.

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    June 14, 2020

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