That Damn Alligator 🤦‍♀️

Date: 4/17/2018

I was a toddler again. Three or four idk. We (I live with my grandma so She and I and my grandpa) decided to go on a trip to Africa. It was as if my entire dream was in muted watercolors. We arrived in Africa and it was hella salty Idk🤷‍♀️. There was a river and I went to swim. I knew that the water was moving but like it wasn’t. It was a beautiful sea-foam green, the water was still and undisturbed even as I splashed around. A giant alligator (or crocodile idk the difference😂) snuck up behind me. I screamed as it took my legs and started to slowly pull me under. My small hands grasped at the rocks sticking out of the still river. They began too bleed. I screamed for help but my grandma just laughed and smiled “there’s no alligator silly girl. Your imagination’s getting out of hand” as I was pulled under and took my last breath, her face tightened, her hair regained its color and thickness of her younger years. As I was dying, she was becoming the beautiful woman she had been in her younger modeling days.