The Blue Sea

Some strange and exciting situations that pass us through, but the life of this world requires us to stand there for a long time and reflect on them carefully in a fragile attempt to assimilate them and be convinced of the hypothesis of their occurrence, and the strange thing is that no matter what we do From exhausting attempts to believe it or believe it happened, our glory has failed in this, and then that situation, with all its frightening events, turns into a mystery that may rise to the level of secrets, which we must then show it there where The depths of the remembrance, we do not approach it or come close to it, and we cannot keep its purity like this without scratching it even by thinking about it, or touching it badly by telling some about it, so It is permissible to display their tongues like a piece of cake that they will swallow with their mouths without shyness.And establishing the rule of not revealing these secrets is not necessarily out of mistrust in some or because some are not safe from them, but now these secrets may reach their ambiguity and strangeness in many times the limit of myths. Otherwise, how can it be a mystery and a secret? - If we tell them about it; They turned their faces away from us in disapproval, and their lips lengthened, and their lips were drawn together, and the state of their tongues was saying: "Shut up, you i***t, your lie is very cheap, and you won't fool a seasoned person like us." And for this reason, we block the way in front of those deplorable looks and worn out phrases and affect them only on our memory without thinking about uttering them one day... But we soon discover that the survival of these secrets inside that deep pit Without picking it up, and taking care of it, it may expose it to erosion and then disappearance, and this is what I fear; So I decided to get out of this circle and throw the stone into the stagnant water to break that rule and tell you and tell the challenge of those hidden secrets. Frightening events suddenly break into our lives without permission and prompt us to go through that terrible experience or in this terrifying situation against us. The matter is also not without curiosity that sometimes reaches the point of stupidity, especially when we plunge ourselves into the midst of those horrors for no logical reason but... Curiosity!. This story happened to me last year, specifically in the winter.. At the beginning of my twenty-seventh year I was then, and it never occurred to me that I would ever go through this terrible situation or be a party to its events, so listen to me well Because what I'm going to tell you goes beyond the limits of logic and reason! I raised the collar of my coat to raise the sound until it reached the middle of my ears, asking to spread some warmth in them. I was walking along the sea corniche in search of some calm and psychological comfort that I only find in my beloved city "new York" Especially in front of the sprawling sea shore, and in that special season, and although the weather started to be noticeably cold, and it might have foreshadowed the approach of dense clouds, and also foreshadowed the blowing of strong winds that would cause rain, But - unusually - the sky seemed to be very clear, and the moon appears completely dark as it sheds its light on the shore of the sea, so the waves sparkle as if they are grains of silver scattered on its surface, giving a wonderful natural painting that takes the heart And breathing. The road was almost empty of pedestrians, the traffic of cars became heavy, and the lights emitted from some nearby cafes that might make you feel some movement, and sharing the road with you. I was walking along the Corniche in full enjoyment, breathing in the cool air with great happiness, while a calm smile formed on my lips, raising my head towards the sky, sometimes looking at the splendor and splendor of the moon, and at other times I try - in vain - to count the numbers Stars and overflowing. I jumped from the low wall that decorates the Corniche Road, approaching one of the concrete blocks, the huge library that heads transversely along the Corniche Road and slopes in a regular inclined position to take in most of it the form of terraced terraces Or as a broad ladder that enables us to land on them easily until we reach the surface of the water.I put my palm inside my overcoat and I raised my left foot over That mass and looking towards the sea in a clear slit and the cold air caressed my face, while I turned to right and left watching the sea The forum is within sight, and the stars scattered here and there, which the darkness of the place helped to see clearly, caught a strange sight!. I may have imagined that There are two arms that appear below, coming out of Two hills so large that the body of their owner completely disappeared between them Given the size of those blocks! The arms were intertwined and intertwined softly And with strange and strange rhythmic movements that sent me some tension and question; what is that? the truth was killing my Curiosity to go down and check about that stranger thing... so I get down In a lightness that was not free from tension, fearing that I would make the slightest sound, until I reached the edge of the water, and sat on one of the blocks with great care, then pushed my head forward to see what was there. "oh my goodness"! "Is that real"? I closed my eye strongly and said between my self, that i am dreaming, so I opened my eyes to make sure. so readers guys what did he see in next chapter. I hope you will enjoy my book