Six Sentence Stories – Beneath the Surface

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She stretched herself out and waited to feel herself floating, noticing the fading light and the chill of the light breeze skipping across her skin.

She began to sink slowly, the breeze and all sound disappeared as the surface broke, then closed again overhead.

Darkness grew ever closer, rushing up from below to meet her even as she could still see the light above slipping further and further away. Her arms felt light at her sides and her hair floated in delicate tentacles in the space around her head while fragments of scenes from her memory drifted through her mind.

The images passed by and disappeared with the waning light. No longer able to reach the conscious world, she stopped trying, then turned over and welcomed the dark.


Each week, the lovely and talented Ivy Walker hosts a link-up challenging writers to spin a tale in six sentences – no more, no less. 

This week’s cue is SINK.

Click on the link right here to link your own post and read more Six Sentence Stories from some wonderful storytellers.

Lisa A. Listwa is a self-employed writer with experience in education, publishing, and the martial arts. Believing there was more to life than punching someone else’s time clock and inspired by the words of Henry David Thoreau, she traded her life as a high school educator for a life as a writer and hasn’t looked back. She is mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, wife to the nicest guy on the planet, and reluctant but devoted owner of three Rotten Cats. You can find her adventures and thoughts on living life deliberately here on the blog.

16 thoughts on “Six Sentence Stories – Beneath the Surface

  1. Intense! This was giving me a vey sinking feeling, then at the end I felt like maybe the story wasn’t as grim as I first thought. Please tell us she was sinking into the wonderful comfort of a deep, deep sleep! Like the kind she would awaken from refreshed in the morning?? Good writing!

  2. Lovely SSS Lisa. I keep thinking about participating, but I never do. I am glad I read this one though. It kind of relates to the whole peace topic too. I think so anyway. I don’t know what you are getting at, what may be underlining this story’s words, but I was moved nonetheless.

  3. Turning off those fragments of scenes floating in one’s mind as they try to relax and drift off to sleep can be a challenge at times, unless one is absolutely exhausted.

    The use of the photos really had me going in a different direction until the end. Nice combination of photos and story.

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