I had a dream… Not like M.L.K but I did have a dream. I’m not sure what to make of it. This is one of those dreams that I will never forget. I remember when I was younger, about eight, I had a dream I was a King. I was on a beautiful green flying dragon. I was giving a speech to my army and we were going to battle. The sky was blue with a hint of a purplish gray tone, and I could see every crack in the desert floor. Maybe I was once a King… This new dream I had was something a little different. There were four passengers on a white luxury yacht. Myself, my cousin Anthony, a friend from high school Mark, and a little girl. I don’t know who that little girl was. We were freeing a dolphin in this stolen yacht. The owner of the yacht was a German Nazi. There were pictures of him as well as the Swastika all over the boat. I look out behind us and no one is following us. I look forward and see an empty Pacific ocean. The moon only lights up the sky and the water is pitch black. I can see the waves dance back and forth with the yacht. There is a room with a bed and a dresser. The dresser is loaded with German pistols and bullets. So I grab one and load it. And that’s when disaster strikes the front of the yacht. We are going to sink.. The first thing that comes to mind is our safety. I get the yellow life raft and let it self inflate. It’s ruined and can only fit one person! So I put the little girl in it and have her stay in it. I run to the dolphin where Mark is setting her loose. He has it under control so I rush up to Anthony whom is steering the yacht. Just then the middle of the deck splits with haste and the nose dives under water. I can see perfectly like slow motion as my friend is thrown out of the boat and into the sea. We all go under but the little girl is safe. In my head I can see sharks or killer whales blazing straight for us. We resurface but Anthony wants to make sure the dolphin made it out so he dives back into the water. He doesn’t come up so I thrust myself with all my strength towards the yacht with my eyes closed. I reach around before I start to float back up and I feel his limp hand. So I grab him and swim as fast As I could back up. A ship comes by and rescues us. With no time wasted I get in my stance to dive back in. I’m at the edge of the ship when two massive and fierce sharks stroll past. Mark will be forever lost by the ocean…. And that was it. I woke up in the middle of the night feeling like everything was my fault and feeling like I failed.
I wonder if I left Mark to die.. What would have happened if I didn’t dive in after Anthony.. And who was that little girl?.. The two things I fear most in this world are deep dark water that I cant see the bottom of, and sharks.. What does it all mean?..