Another story prompt from the blog event FINISH IT on https://authorsbmazing.wordpress.com/ It is always wounderful to read the creativity of the mind. FINISH IT!#8.

Download (1)She was standing there, trembling. Her feet right on the edge, wondering how deep the fall might be. Her heart was racing. She was determined. She started controlling her breath, it was something they taught her. One of the few good things she got out of it.

This was the third year she had to repeat the swimming exams, something always held her back, as she went over the past few years in her mind’s eye, a word continued to ring, it got louder and louder untill to the amazement of everyone present, she let out a loud scream with the word FEAR vibrating in the air.

She had finally done it, she had finally acknowledged her greatest enemy. The chains of fear were finally broken. It was time to take a chance and drop the fear because, fear is deep only as the mind allows.

She looked once more below, ‘Life is an ocean’ she thought, Its winds travels far and near, White and blue in color, Pure and dazzling it radiates. And she remembered what the hero of “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door” said about the sea. “You stand on the beach and taste the salty smell of the wind that comes from the ocean, and inside you feel the warmth of never ending freedom, and on your lips the bitter, tear-soaked kiss of your lover”.

Her mama had spoken to her last year, she remembered the words ‘the waves of the ocean whispers, the voice of the ocean speaks to the soul, the touch of the sea is sensuous, eternity begins and ends with the ocean tides. The only person that can change your life is you.

 Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, it’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

A tear dropped from her eyes, Mama died yesterday.

Wunmi was determined.

She dived into the ocean.

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