The girls ran to the tank and climbed the attached ladder to the top. In this dry, harsh land the forbidden swim cooled them off. Without looking they jumped, falling further than normal before hitting the water. They frolicked and giggled as they told of their secret loves and hidden desires. Eventually, they tried to leave. The water level was too low making it impossible to get out. Their skin whitened and wrinkled as they panicked, floating to stay alive. The first succumbed. The floating body a life-raft for the others. Their cries of help echoed around the tank.
Word Count: 100
Rochelle invites us to write 100 words or less in response to Marie Gail Stratford’s photo prompt. Link up via the frog here