A Collection of Short Stories and Poems

I Was Splashing In The Swampy Water With The Rain Coming Down In Bucket Fulls I Was Trying To Locate Which Was North Or South But The Tall Trees Blocked Out The What Light There Might Have Been And With The Rain Pouring Down Over Me Getting Down My Neck Of My Jacket And No Hat On I Was Totally Wet Through. I Tried To Keep To The Narrow Pathway But It Twisted And Turned So Much That I Stepped Into The Swampy Water A Few Times .I Was Lost Unfortunately. I Had Been In The Swamp It Seemed Like For Hours I Had No Idea How I Had Got Here The Last Time My Memory Remembered Anything Was Driving Across The Bridge Oh My Goodness It Is Coming Back To Me The Middle Of The Bridge Was Washed Away! And We Plunged Down Into The Swamp!. No Wonder I Am Floundering Around In The Swamp In The Middle Of The Night.Where Is The Car Is A Question? I Can Not See It. How Did I Get Out Of The Car Is Another Question? Where The Hell Am I Is The Third Question? No One Is Going To Miss Me Until I Dont Turn Up For The Meeting At Tamauranui Then They Wont Have Any Idea Where I Might Even Be What A Predicament.I Try To Look At My Watch As The Luminous Hands Should Tell Me What Time It Is But I Find The Face Is All Broken Not Much Help There. I Flounder Along And Come Across A Giant Of A Tree I Look Up And See The Trunk Disappearing Into The Murky Gloom But I Am So Tired I Sit Down And Lean Against The Trunk I Feel Like Going To Sleep As My Head Falls Down On To My Chest My Mind Says Wake Up Dont Go To Sleep Stay Focused Have A Small Rest But Get Up And Keep Working Things Out. My Head Aches And When I Feel My Head I Find A Large Lump On My Forehead No Wonder I Am In Lala Land. After What Seems Like A Few Hour The Rain Slows Down To A Steady Drizzle And Finally It Stops It Becomes Lighter As Though The Clouds Are Slowly Going Away Hopefully I May Be Able To See Something Soon It Must Be Nearly Morning. I See A Line Of Fence Posts But When I Look Closely The Tops Of The Posts Disappear Under The Water I Wont Be Following Them Thats For Sure. On The Other Side Of The Fence In The Distance I Can See What Looks Like An Old Barn It Looks Quite Run Down I Dont Think It Will Be Any Good To Me. Anyway How Do I Even Get Over To It. I Have Run Out Of Time To Finish This Story Just As Well It Is Fiction!.