Fiction: Group 3
Me and Carlos started looking around the shore for some rocks, to find some evidence from something from
the past. I collected some rocks in a box, which I could study when I was back home. I felt a cool breeze
pass me, it felt like I heard a sound, almost like a whisper calling someone. I looked around to see who the
whisper belonged to. I found no one except Carlos, who was busy looking at some specific rock that he
found. I start working again. But this time, I could feel the whispers get louder. I ignored it. Soon the
whisper turned into an angry hiss. I felt like someone was trying to get my attention.
I look around, searching for who was trying to get my attention. Then I noticed a shadowy figure on the
little cliff. I strained my eyes to look carefully at it. I went a bit closer, to get a clear picture. Soon I noticed
the figure was a girls figure, she beckoned me to come closer. My mind told me not to go closer, but my
feet weren’t listening. I felt like being dragged towards the girl. I could hear her whispering something to
me. As I got closer her voice became clearer. She wore a black sleeveless dress, her hair were brown and her
eyes. Her eyes were a light hue of blue, her stare was boring into my head, sending shivers down my spine.
“Join me. Feel the breeze. Feel it against your face, let it flow in your hair.” she said.
I wanted to speak, say something anything, but my mouth was sealed. All I did was just stare. The girl kept
talking.
“You know, the world is cruel. Very cruel, they only expect, never give. They only want success. Without
success you are a lizard being squashed under their feet. They break you until you cannot stand up. But we
can escape this, we can be free.” She whispered to me softly.
I could hear Carlos call me from the back. But his calls were mixed with the wind. All I seem to know was
the girl calling me towards her and I went. I was at the edge of the cliff standing next to her. Looking deeply
into her ice cold eyes.
“Let’s get this over with. Let’s be free. We can escape this. Never live in fear. On the count of three.” She
told me. She began the count.
1…
2…
And I was pulled back by someone. I saw the girl jump, I screamed for her. I screamed for her to come
back. I betrayed her. Tears were streaming down my face hysterically. Carlos’ soothing words pulled me
back to reality. I grabbed onto him, still sobbing.
“What’s wrong Adlyne? What happened?” he asked concerned.
“S-she jumped. She’d-died. I let her die. It’s my fault.” I cried into his chest.
“You didn’t do anything. You’re alright. I’m here.” He said trying to calm me down.
I tightened my grip on him and whispered,
“I want to go away from here. Far, far away.” I tell him.
“We’ll go. We’ll go as soon as possible.” He replied.
We went back to our rented house and stayed there for another week. Before we flew back to Seattle. No
matter what I tried, I couldn’t forget the girl near the Pearl River Delta. I remembered her freezing stare
and her distressed smile. I could never forget her, never forget her jumping of the cliff into the ocean as it
swallowed her.
