Silent Waters, Shattered Dreams

Kaylee Da

I feel the sounds of children under the water. 

Foils slash like glass shattering. En garde! Keep track of the road! Prete! Stay awake; don’t close your eyes; it’s not (your) time! Allez! There is no one to protect you now! I parry my drowsiness and lunge. 

The cool surface of the podium is now where the Winter stands with pride, while I sink into the depths of the lake. Gravity drags me down, defeated. Pitch black darkness, ice on the pavement. 

MIDDLE SCHOOL BUS CRASHES INTO LAKE, FOURTEEN DEAD. 

I had lost my bout.