I ventured in the dead of night heading towards the swimming hole. With no light, I used my night vision and the feel of the paved road.
I reached the field. Perhaps a shortcut? Ad I walked acrossed I noticed the most fireflies I had seen in a long time.
The field won with no shortcut; back the other way. Needing a second, I placed myself below a maple.
Am uneasy feeling of dread encased me. Someone was searching. Skimming the field, but they had lost me under the sheath of night.
I could not pinpoint where the feeling came from, but I have learned to listen to my body.
No skinny dipping tonight.
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