Sunday, 26 July 2015

The Shimmering Man

I’m swimming in a lake next to a nature reserve. I feel the warm bubbly water against my skin as I float peacefully on my back and take in my surroundings. Suddenly a huge wave crashes down on me lifting me into the air and filling my lungs with water. I cough and splutter and I thrash to keep afloat. I finally get my breath back. When I look up, I squint at a shimmering figure who says,  “Sorry mate. I am your genie”
“Ok then” I say sarcastically “I wish you were gone and I had 6 inch Subway”

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