Date: 11/9/2017
By contactsilence
I was looking out at the bay. I had bought a huge, 50x50 air island which I had set out on the bay. It was actually nice looking and I told my friend how I had enhanced the landscape with it, which irl would be unrealistic considering it was rubber, like a pool float material. My husband said he was worried for the day my toddler son fell over the air island since he would have to dive into the cold bay after him. I was nearby and thought how he shouldn’t let my son get so near the edge in the first place. Why flirt with the danger of him going overboard! Then I was angry with myself, because I should have intervened and I began to walk towards him but suddenly he was gone. I began looking for him and my husband said he didn’t know where he was. I was angry he didn’t know where he was especially since I had seen the Reaper and had told him about it. He should have headed my warning. Now I worried my son had drowned. I yelled out his name and I didn’t hear him so I lifted one layer of the air raft and I could see he was not there, although I did conveniently find our car keys. Then I heard him calling out ,”Mom,Mom.” And apparently the island raft was much bigger than I had thought with a hallway that wrapped around the perimeter. He was behind the west door and I let him in and cling to him tightly.