Why am I near the pool at midnight? Have I always done that? Someone is here. Swimming in the pool. It's a woman. She's so graceful. She's not swimming .... she's dancing with the water. As if they were one. Wow....
I look around me. It's the same pool as in all my memory but why are we here at midnight? I can see the moon by the window. I'm wearing a swimsuit, but I'm covered with a towel. I probably swam earlier. The woman bathes in the moonlight, it's beautiful.
- Ah, <@&\#, tu es là.
Oh, the coach. What is he doing here?
- Bonsoir Coach...
I sound so ... empty. What happended ? The coach sighs. He sits next to me, poses his hand on my shoulder and turns his face in my direction.
- Hey, <@&\#, C'est pas grave. Des fois on fait des mauvais chrono, ça arrive.
- Mais...Comment c'est possible? C'est ma meilleure course et j'ai était si mauvaise...J'arrive pas à y croire. C'est si frustrant...
He gives me a small punch in the arm. I look at him.
- On va travailler dessus, d'accord? Utilise ce mauvais temps pour te motiver lors de l'entrainement.
I let a silence before answering
- D'accord, merci coach...
I looked up but the woman disappeared, she's not in the pool anymore.
-Il a raison, <@&\#. Tu feras mieux la prochaine fois.
I look at my right, surprised. The woman is here... Her black hair is in a bun and she's looking at me. Wow, she's beautiful...her slanted eyes with small wrinkles at the corner of her eyes. And she has a small mole just under her mouth. Wait- did I just describe her face...
I look at her again... her face is not blurred but the coach's is. How?
- <@&\#, tout va bien? On dirait que tu as vu un fantôme.
That might be the case...
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Amnesiac swimmer
Teen FictionI guess my life started when I woke up in this hospital. Alone. With no memories. I had no idea of who I was and no idea of where I was. Everything was just gone. They told me, I had a bad encounter. Wrong time, wrong place. I was lucky enough to be...
