Author's Note: I plan to make this horror, but with a steady storyline that has many twists and turns, hopefully this will be as good as i hoped! This is inspired by my current personality, enjoy! "What is water?" A young yet familiar voice echoes through my head "Water has three states; liquid, solid--otherwise known as ice, and gas which is invisible vapor in the air." A more mature, female voice responded. "Then where does rain come from?" The childish voice that ran chills up my spine asked oh so innocently. "Clouds, they come from clouds, clouds are accumulations of water droplets, condensed from vapor-saturated air." The female voice answerd, "Then what's water made of?" the young voice asked once more. "Water is a chemical compound with chemical formula H 20. A water molecule contains one oxygen and two hydrogen atoms that are connected by convalent bonds. Water is a liquid at standard ambient temperature and pressure, but it often co-exists on earth with its solid state, ice, and gaseous state steam." The female voice answered simply. "Wow! Sister your so smart!" The voice said hapily, followed by a mature feminine chuckle "I'm not smart, it's basic facts." Those words echoed in my ears before my eyes shot open and i sat up, checking my clock to see it was 1 in the morning, i sighed as my hair stuck to my face from my sweating. Again, AGAIN i have that damned dream! With another sigh i walked into the hallway, the cold floorboards made goosebumbs appear on my skin, i walked into the kitchen and heard a sound, quite like... Water running? I dashed to the sink to see no liquid coming out, i ran to my basement and as i got to the floor, i felt something cold and wet up to my waist, i turned on the lamp on the wall that brought a little light, and i saw water. Water up to my waist in my basement, this isn't the first time i had a flood. It's actually the 9th this year, i swam around the basement to see no source of the flood, so i'm going to have water in my basement...How am i even going to get this all out? I swam and checked behind every box and every closet to no avail; until i heard water running again and tried to find the source by following the noise. I sighed as i realised the sound was muffled...By water, i dived into the water to see a unscrewed pipe literally draining water, i came back up for air and swam to the desk in the corner of the basement grabbing my tool box, diving back down fixing the pipe. After i fixed it mentally sighed in relief, but before i knew it, i heard a knock on my door. I dived back up swiming to the staircase and walking to the door shivering "Who is it?" I said through the door. Suddenly the door opened by itself, standing there, was a old women with overgrown raggy hair "Ma'm are you okay?" i asked, and before i knew it, the women pounced on me strangling me. I struggled and suddenly water spewed out of her mouth as her voice sounded like gurgling i kicked and yelped as tears filled up in my eyes. Tears...That is a type of liquid...All the sudden, flashes of my past took over my mind... "Sister, what are the parts of the eye called?" A all too familiar young voice asked, "Lacrimal gland, superior lacrimal punctum, superior lacrimal canal, lacrimal sac, inferior lacrimal punctum, inferior lacrimal canal, and nasolacrimal canal." the same mature feminine voice responded. "What does lacrimation or lachrymation mean and do?" The naive voice asked. "Lacrimation and lachrymation comes from the latin word lacrima meaning "Tear", lacrimation or lachrymation is the secretion of tears, which serve to clean and lubricate the eyes." The voice explained, "What about crying?" the young voice excitedly asked. "Crying is the shedding of tears in a response to an emotional state in humans. The act of crying has been defined as "a complex secretomotor phenomenon characterized by the shedding of tears from the lacrimal apparatus, without any irritation of the ocular structures." The voice said simply "Thank you, sister!" the younger voice said "Why are you thanking me? You asked, and i responded." I stopped having that odd space-out and focused at the situation at hand... Fight. Or. Flight. Perhaps fighting would be a good choice, as i made my decision i quickly used my hands taking notice that my attacker didn't have them held down and did the smartest thing possible. Aim for the eyes. I jabbed my fingers as hard as i could through her eye sockets--but instead of gushing blood, she gushed water. Her body went limp and i pushed her dead body off of me panting and from the corner of my eye i saw her disappear within the pool of water around her. I was soaked to the bone, and i looked at the window and the sun was setting. I sighed and looked at the puddle of water. Who was she? What did she want? Why is she stalking me everywhere i go? Why is she mainly water? Is it because i love water? Those questions i'm afraid i might never be able to find out or answer, i shrugged it off and went upstairs to get dressed for school. (To Be Contiued...)
