Showing posts with label North Cape May. Show all posts
Showing posts with label North Cape May. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

(3307) Dead Bodies in the Water

I went to the Cape May Bay beach with a group of people, like a class from school. I was walking away from them along the water alone and I felt something really weird. Like the wind wasn't blowing or the waves weren't making noise or there was a wall dividing the water and the sand, but those factors weren't definite and I remember trying to figure it out as I walked. When I walk up to a jetty and I stare at the waves rolling in. An object covered in algae and a rope wrapped around it. I realized it was a dead decomposing body. I began to freak out and calling for people with the group I was with. A kid from my class walks up and stares at the body.
"I don't think that's a body."
"It is a body! Can't you see it's profile! It's forehead, nose, lips!?"
These children covered in blood come out of a door in the wooden jetty walls and that freaks me out even more. They're 2 little girls and they're yawning and asking what's happening.

It turns out it was some guy trying to get out of something? Like tax fraud or something. The little girls were his and they were covered in fake blood and given poison to fall asleep where he stuffed them in the jetty walls. I don't remember why it happened or what it was, but it ended up not being a big deal.

Tom and I are supposed to meet up. I think this takes place when we're supposed to be seeing each other.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Nostalgia of North Cape May and my family the way it used to be

Evan and I are walking down Bayshore Road in North Cape May, away from the Villas and towards Town, it's afternoon, the sun keeps coming out and hiding behind clouds. We get to this house, it's not our house, the owner isn't home, though we sort of have permission to go inside, our Nonna knows the person who owns it, but not well. We go into the basement where it's dark, we're talking. He's against a wall with a window and I'm on the sofa. The window is round and outside of it is a perfectly lit tree, the leaves blowing off into the wind. It's dramatic, there's a soft light around Evan's face and everything else is black. I take out my picture and photograph it. It's first too dark, I try to brighten it up but then the tree out the window looks overly saturated, with bright blues, reds and greens. I give up.

We have to leave the house, we scramble to get all our belongings together and we go out to the driveway, the wind picks up and the sun hides. Nonna is there telling us to get home. I forget my boots and go back to get them, whoever owns the house is coming home.


When we're back at my Nonna's house, it's later, the light is darker and we're eating dinner. We're all there Nonna, Nonno, Evan, me and Daddy. Nonno is eating, he takes a bite of food and begins to give me advice. He starts choking or having a heart attack. I can't tell which, no one else can either. He keeps taking and choking, pretending if nothing is wrong. My dad starts pounding on his heart. I take the chair he's in and flip it backwards so his feet are up and his back is to the ground. I start giving him CPR thinking he's having a heart attack, but he might be choking too.