It was one of those days where you are really bored and have nothing to do. Then someone comes along and tells you what they have planned and you are ecstatic knowing you are doing something you like that day, and then later on something ruins it for you.
It all started off early one morning when I was lying in the bed, watching my TV. My mother walked in and said that we were going to the everglades to canoe, with my cousin and aunt coming alongside us. I quickly got out of bed and we all got ready to go. The drive was about an hour long and when we got there, there was hardly anyone there and it was very breezy, and cold. We waited for about 15 minutes before my cousin and aunt arrived.
Once we had gone to the office to arrange our canoeing plans we headed outside to where the canoes were and started to get in. Me, my aunt, and my cousin got in one canoe and were pushed off the shore first, leaving my mom, dad, and sister behind, and us having to wait for them in the water. Once they were in the water, we started paddling.
We had been paddling for about 15 minutes enjoying the scenery and the time we were spending with each other as families do, when I spotted something move in the water. I looked down into the water and I saw a human figure swimming beneath us. The water was extremely shallow, the figure moved like it had all the room in the world. Stretching 'its' arms out wide, legs extended, and 'it' was doing that even though there were walls of sand and mangrove trees everywhere, including in the water. He seemed to be going through everything. I looked closely to see that it was a young boy, about 13 or 14 years of age with beautiful blonde hair.
I gasped for air very loudly too, so that my family would hear and show concern. The boy looked at me with dark red eyes and rings of black as well. I sensed evil, and sadness, and very much cruelty. On seeing me, the boy turned his head and swam away, deeper into the water, fading away. Once I had realized what had just happened I noticed that my family was around me, worried. "What's wrong?! Are you okay?" my mother yelled out to me. I nodded my head. "Yeah, yeah I'm just fine. I thought I just saw something in the water, and it scared me. It was nothing though." I replied, lying. My mom said ok and then we all headed on with our sightseeing. Not even 5 minutes had passed, another thing happened. I was looking all around, enjoying the scenery, when I saw the boy again. I focused my eyes through the layers of thick mangrove trees to see the boy staring back at me with a very angry face, and this time with completely full bright red eyes. I thought I had passed through his territory and that me and my family needed to get out of there and quickly.
Our canoes went into an open area of the river I was still focused at looking at the boy. The wind started to pick up real fast, and it got real cold. My cousin was standing up at that moment, taking a video of the area with her video camera. My aunt was holding her legs from behind, but barely. As I continued staring at the boy, the wind got worse. The boat tipped a bit, and my cousin lost her balance and fell overboard into the water. I quickly looked away from the boy to look at my cousin just falling into the water. I stood and then reached out my arm to her. Then I remembered the boy, and his evil look. I looked back at the place where I was just staring at him before, and to my amazement, he was gone.
I panicked to reach for my cousin and pull her back on the boat. The boy was gone and I feared if he would do any harm to my cousin, who was still in the water trying to reach me and my aunt's hands to get back on the boat. "TAKE MY HAND! TAKE MY HAND! GET BACK ON THE BOAT!" I yelled out to my cousin very loudly and quickly. She did as I said, and swam to me quickly, reaching for my hand with both arms. I quickly pulled her back onto the boat, and she was fine. No damage done.
I was worried the rest of the time in the water, and when we got back to shore, I just happened to spot the boy again. He gave me an evil wink and rolled his eyes back, fading away.
"Ouch My back hurts all of a sudden!" my cousin yelled out, and just after I finished looking at the boy. I lifted her shirt up, and to everyone's surprise, her whole back was a big black and blue bruise. Everywhere you looked on her back she had a bruise. She basically looked like a ripened plum from the back. "I don't even remember getting hurt." she said to me. "Who knows?" I said back, fakingley, knowing that the boy had something to do with it. We left after that.
I came back a few years later and I asked one of the workers there of the history of the place after telling them of what I had experienced there. They told me that many years ago a boy in his teens was playing around with his friends in the water where my family and me were canoeing. One of his friends placed a bet with him to seeing who could hold their breath the longest. The boy who had died was from a poor family and wanted to win the money desperately. After they competed, the friend who was competing against this boy noticed that his partner was floating when he touched him to tell him that he had won. He quickly grabbed him and pulled him out of the water, then went to go get help. The kid had wanted the money so badly that he drowned and did not even mean to. He lost his life that day and no one could bring him back to life. When his parents found out they both committed suicide for losing their only son. I understood the story.
When I was walking out of the everglades center building I looked down at the area at where the canoes where, and there was the boy, standing there looking at me with a sorrow face, and this time light blue eyes. I smiled at him and then waved goodbye to him. I looked back and he had sort of a smile on his face. He knew I understood and was glad. I walked away, and knowing that the boy would always be there.
Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed.