There was a strange man lying on my couch last night. In order to not disturb him, I stepped around to the open patio doors and out onto a white piece of ground covered in water. The man on my couch began to talk out loud. I turned my neck and smiled as the water on the solid ground sucked at the soles of my shoes. Perhaps he was dreaming. He shouted and my feet sank into the mud underneath me. I thought it possible that I might drown under the pull like a sleepwalker. The man just kept talking.
Kimberly almost 7 years ago
I am glad you found that this particular Drabble had a pull of its own.