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Words of Insanity...
It was spring 2014 when I first realised I could breath under water.
Life.....life was easier before that.
Nevertheless it had been a rollercoaster of events and memorable.
Thinking about it brings a pleasant smile of nostalgia on my face. People around me might think I am insane but I am glad you don't. I hope you don't.

Let me tell how it happened. It was the year 2014 life was easier there wasn't COVID surges or depression as I said it was easier. It was my freshman year in college, things well I guess you can say, were wild. We used to have huge frat parties with red beer cups randomly lying around just like college students half drunk.
It was one of those nights. I was at a party. And we decided to move our little group of adventure seekers to the beach.
Did I mention that I had a college which was near the beach? God, I am so forgetful these days might be the medicines.
So yeah, we moved onto the beach and played games like usual drunk college students play.
Now that I think of it life was easy. Yes, yes easy it was.
Our dumb games took some another turn and well got dangerous.
Someone from the group I don't remember his face maybe I was too drunk to even see clearly but I thought I knew him yesterday.... anyway what happened is that he dared me to dip into the ocean and if I came out before 50 seconds I would be considered the loser of the party.
I could never turn down a good challenge like that even though I never knew how to even swim.
I just had to prove them wrong.
Ocean was there and so was I. My friends encouraged me, some tried to stop me, how considerate.

Still I went, I was tipsy, staggered around a bit and dipped head first into the water. I opened my eyes slightly, I could see my hair in waves flowing around me, almost magical. Water surrounded me but never had I felt more comfortable, it almost fell like I was breathing the air of another world. Breathing. Yes, my tipsy brain took it little too long to realise, I was breathing underwater. My eyes widened at the realisation. There was no burning of lungs as the people described on those boring documentaries. It was just bliss like fresh air, almost as of it was too fresh for a human to even dare breathe it. And yet, there I was. 5 mins, 10 mins, 15 mins passed by I didn't come out. Good amount of time for my friends to think I am dead.
In my moment of bliss and shock I suddenly heard some commotion.
I poked my head out.
People, too many of them. I saw people there and I think there were some professors too. Didn't know they were invited to the party too.
I came out of the ocean, utterly unaware of the ruckus. Wide eyes moved towards me and people looked at me like almost afraid.
Questions were fired at me, but only one hit me clearly, "Monster". My confused self looked at my friend's. They told what happened. I was in the water for almost an hour, even more, not just some minutes as I thought. They saw my head floating, they saw me dead. I was supposed to die, but I didn't. They asked me how I did it.
Many people were there, police, doctors, I even spotted some reporters. I guess news travels real fast.
My answer was enough for them to hold me in the clutches, bind hands behind my back and look at me like I am a monster.
I said, "I was breathing......underwater"

Horrific isn't it? It's been what, 5 years, no wait what year is it? I tell you these medicines messing with my head.
It's been long and they have been experimenting on me ever since. They give me medicines but it makes me forget things, they poke my ribs all day, I haven't been out lately just in random human size aqueariums.
You know why I am telling you this?
They told me that they have made a vial which can make more people like me, how cool.
But they have to cut my organs one by one to make it. Tear me apart. Funny. I died in the spring of 2014 how can they kill me now?
But it was nice talking to you.
And maybe these people think I am insane and life was easy back in 2014 but I hope you don't think I am insane, right?
I am not insane if I am talking to myself.
But did I tell you how I ended up here?
No?
Okay it was spring of 2014......
© Medha