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Submitted to Contest #324
They told him he was afraid of the water. They told him there was an accident—on the sea—there had been a storm— He couldn't really remember any of that. All he knew was one night he had gone to a pier, steps quiet on the empty boardwalk, moon staring down at him like a giant eye. He’d felt the waves beneath him, crashing and surging up, up, up, like they were reaching out for him. Like they wanted to pull him into their depths, in an embrace or a chokehold. He'd reached the end, where the wooden railing sat damp with seawater. He'd steppe...
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