Ripples in the Water, Not The Good Kind, Though

Mei often looked to the sky recently. She frequented the roof, watching the clouds go by. She couldn't help but think of the past whenever she did it. Her meeting a ghost. Someone seeing it. And her having no proof. Mei should've been ecstatic, but she always felt she was stuck in a loop. As Marie wrote, time ran out. Her mother was gone, her grandmother was gone, she had no idea where Marie was, and that was just the start. Mei walked over to the railing of the Maitland's roof, watching others walk under her, looking like grains of sand. Mei quickly whipped around, and began to run. She had so much to do. So much to prove. This was only the beginning. As she jumped into the expansive pool with a splash, one thought was on her mind. She wished that, no, she would, make herself be someone remembered.
She sunk, feeling the water wrap around her, becoming a cocoon around her as her bright green jacket flared out behind her in the water. Her glasses got pushed up by the force of the impact, pushing up against her forehead as she squinted her eyes. However, this moment of peace was short lived, as she quickly scrambled out of the water, panting lightly and shivering. Mei was impulsive, but she should've known better than to jump in the pool while it was at its coolest. Shaking herself off, she left in a rush, failing to notice the shadow beside hers on the floor of the pool, as it was distorted by the rippling of the water.



















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