Upside-down Waterfalls by Gabriel Cassalett
Page 1 of 1 "Up there, where the water can't reach me." The little boy was smiling. He
really was having fun, unlike the rest of us. He started climbing, and soon was
at the top; and then he kept going, until he was far above where the waterfall
started. Trying to not act like the adult I was, I decided to follow the kid.
The climb proved easier than it looked, and at the top, the view was
breathtaking. The kid looked at me, then looked down, and, laughing, jumped to
the pool below. It must have been at least a 30 feet drop. He landed with a big
splash, and surfaced, still laughing. "What the hell," I said, and jumped.
I'm back in my cell. The white padded walls give me comfort. I get up from
my bed, jump as high as I can, do a carwheel, land in the corner, and sit with
my legs crossed. Back to the waterfall.
Water everywhere; wet, splashing water everywhere. All of a sudden the
thought strikes me: Is this water safe to drink? I swallow a mouthful. It's
distilled water, I can tell. Underwater swimming is my specialty. Without
surfacing, I go to the wall and get out of the pool. The air is refreshing.
"Dinner." A plate appears from the slit on my door. This goo is actually not
bad. Wait. There was more people... where did they go? I look around my room.
No, wrong place.
They're all hiding up on the trees. "It's almost dark," they yell down at
me. "Start a fire." Not a bad idea; it can get cold here at night. The fire is
up in no time, and they come down from the trees. Beautiful people, them.
Elves, I think. The women have pointy ears and gray eyes, and beautiful...
everything. They guys I really don't look at, I'm not attratced to them.
At night, I've been told the waterfall falls upwards. So I have to go look
for my self. It's hard to tell, really, in the dark. Idea: I grab my torch and
throw it at the waterfall. Indeed, the water catches it and up it goes, up into
the sky, and then it disappears. Interesting. Upside-down waterfalls. Maybe
I'll explore some more tomorrow.
I go to my bed, and fall asleep in my white, sterile, padded room with a
little window and a slit on the door. It's great to be free.
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