Are You Afraid Of The Dark

Are you afraid of the dark: Chapter 11

MORGAN'S POV

"As it is coming to the end of summer,We have decided to reward you all with something". Karen one of the workers says.

It was dinner time and I was sat between Juliet and Kirsty.

Harry said he was busy with something so he wasn't here.

"We will be allowing you to use the community pool under strict conditions". She says.

Many deranged yells come from the crowd of un-ordinary people along with a few whistles and a light applaud.

A cold chill runs down my back.

I hated water.

I mean taking showers where fine.

But anything beyond that was terrible.

Baths, Pools or better yet the beach.

The idea of been surround of complete suffocation terrified me.

"I can not remember the last time I went swimming!". Kirsty cheered out.

"Hm". I mumble out.

"I never really could cause of my Arms like the salt water or chlorine causes it external pain". Casper says.

"It's not really my thing". I say quietly.

"Are you serious?". Juliet says.

I nod my head.

"Just don't enjoy it". I mumble out.

The three roll there eyes then fix them on Karen.

"A few of you will not be aloud to cause of medical issues and some cause of trust". Karen explains.

The sudden thought of twisted people here attempting to drown patients came to mind.

Another thought of why I would not participate in this event.

"No one who is not advised to stay here shall be going". Karen says.

I sunk into my seat.

Even if I wasn't scared of water.

I still never learned how to swim.

I never wanted to and my parents didn't object to it.

They didn't mind not spending twenty five dollars a week and waisting there Saturday afternoons waisted on swimming.

And although some people thought it was crucial, not me.

If you had no intentions to go near water your whole life the Idea of not being able to swim shouldn't even matter.

I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist.

I go to yell out but before I do I look down to see Harry's hands.

I knew they where his because of the small cross tattoo on his right hand.

I had always wanted to no why he had gotten that.

Kirsty gets up and sits beside Casper allowing Harry to sit beside me.

"What's the meaning towards this". I whisper while running my thumb over the small black ink.

"To try and keep sane". He says.

I nod my head.

I liked it.

"Are you religious?". I ask.

"No quiet the opposite really". Harry says.

"Do you worship the devil?". I ask.