Leah Stueber
Mr. Kristalyn
English 8
October 23, 2019
Sinking
What just happened? I thought as I laid in bed. Half an hour ago I was walking home from a friend’s house. I thought it was a normal night but then I tripped, I tripped on a dead body. I’m a pretty clumsy person, but a trip over a dead body kind of person? Should I tell someone? Should I go back to see if the body is still there? Should I try to forget about it? What should I do? I tried to think about something else but I couldn’t get what the body looked like out of my mind. It was as if right before he died his feet started to sink into the pavement and he got stuck there. I have to text Autumn.
“Sorry, it’s late, but I need to tell you something.”
“What do you want?”
“You won’t believe what happened when I was walking home from your house.”
“What?”
“I tripped…ON A DEAD BODY!!!!”
“Ok. Calm down.”
“Calm down?! I just tripped on a DEAD BODY!”
“That wouldn’t happen in a town as small as ours. Are you sure you weren’t just dreaming?”
“NO!…Well…Maybe I was just dreaming.”
“You probably were. Just try to go to sleep.”
After Autumn calmed me down a little I still didn’t go to sleep for another hour. I couldn’t get the image out of my mind. Something seemed so familiar about this, but I just couldn’t put my finger on it.
The next morning I didn’t expect to see the dead body again. Who would leave a corpse in the street overnight? But then I did…at school! It was walking in the halls, very much alive! It turned to look at me and it felt like my soul had left my body. I tried to move, but I was stuck, it felt like my feet were sinking into the dirty tile floor.