But tonight, she would just be here. Wet hair. Cold skin. Eighteen years old. Alone in the pool at night.
That’s why, at 11:47 PM, she found herself sitting on the edge of the Greenfield High School aquatics center’s outdoor pool. The gate had been left unlocked—a janitor’s mistake or a dare from God. She didn’t care which. emily 18 alone in the pool at nightrar
: The work takes its time, allowing the viewer to sit with the silence of the night. But tonight, she would just be here
She sat on the edge, legs dangling, and watched the tiny ripples spread outward from her feet. The pool lights illuminated the shallow end in shades of cyan and silver. Her reflection stared back at her, fragmented by the gentle movement of the water. For a moment, she didn’t recognize the girl in the reflection. The girl had sharper cheekbones. Darker circles under her eyes. A mouth that looked like it had forgotten how to smile without being told to. Eighteen years old
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