294 My Pond

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My Pond

Justus Reighard

My pond is my favorite place to be. It’s calm and warm. The water melts away the
leeches of life. It is my thinking spot. I like to sit on the dock and look into the water. I see him.
He sees me. We stare at each other before I look away. I don’t like seeing him like this. The fear
and hatred in his eyes are justified. I threw him in there. I killed him. His hands reach up for me.
They haunt me. I see them always grabbing for me. Just out of reach. His face slowly changing
shades, getting darker and farther away. His face is gone but I still see him. His last bubbles
ripple away and I realize that I’m looking at myself. But I don’t know who he is.

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