The Beautiful Woman

In a matter of seconds, my cold, lifeless heart started to beat again. How is this possible? I placed my hand across my heart in awe. It's true, there's something beating beneath my hand. I thought my heart had withered away when my wife passed away last year, but for some profound reason, I've begun to feel again. It's all because of...her. I carefully watched her from across the lake. She was breath-taking. A temptress with eyes of emerald and lips so succulent. Why does she not see me? In an instant, as if she heard me, she lifted her head and our eyes met. The most glorious smile graced her lips. It was as if she knew what she did to me. She crossed the lake between us, stopping midway. Her smile never faltered.

"Hello Micheal." she said, her tantalizing voice causing shivers along my back. The wind caused her hair to whip around her delicate face, and her thin dress clung to her as if it was skin itself. Her gaze pierced my soul.

"Hello..." I managed to whisper. As she lifted her hand to beckon me to her, her dress had tighten ever so slightly around her figure, causing my senses into overdrive. One step, two step, three step...the coldness of the water never felt so refreshing. I have to get to her. She needs me. I need her. It wasn't until I was knee deep in the lake, did I hear them.

"Stop!"

"Go back! Go Back!"

"Danger!"

"Siren!"

Looking at my feet, I realized it wasn't the fishes talking to me. In fact, there were no fish nor water insects around. Strange.

"Mister, go back!" a small voice yelled. Looking around, I noticed the reeds and cattails swaying as if there were a storm.

"Micheal, come to me." my love called out, snapping my attention back towards her. I took another step closer.

"Danger!" a voice yelled. I looked around for the for the culprit, only to find that all of the reeds and cattails had stopped swaying. In fact, they were standing upright as if soldiers in battle.

"Danger?" I asked. Simulaneously, all of the reeds and cattails nodded twice. Shocked I stepped back towards the shore.

"No!" a banshee like voice cried out, causing me to take another step towards the shore. My gaze searched for the voice, only to find that my love's emerald eyes had turned pitch black, and her smile a little too sweet.

"Come back, Micheal," she said, trying to lure me in. But reality began to seep back into me as I realized where I was.

What happened? Why am I in the lake? What's going on? Running back towards the shore, I heard a splash behind me. Panic sent me into overdrive. Almot there... As I neared the shore I felt something grab ahold of my ankle, then a searing white pain. I fell to my knees as the pain continued up to my knee. Before I knew it, I was submerged into the lake, my screams muffled by water. The last thing I saw were the beautiful emerald eyes of my love.

Moral: There are things in life that'll tempt you, and it might look pleasing. But don't let it overcome you to the point it controls you.