monster-mashed

I liked being underwater. I liked being engulfed into a place where gravity didn’t seem to have lost its control; a place where I was softly floating. Floating until I felt like rising back up into reality again, or until I needed air.  I liked going underwater, opening my eyes, and seeing everything in a beautiful sort of haze. Underwater, the sun in the far corner made everything glow and shimmer, almost as if it were made of some sort of secret magic. I needed air, and I was too much of a coward to stay, so I swam up. That was my least favorite part, having to be shoved back into reality.  Back up my face was wet,