The Happy Death Society

I would float high on a wave of cold water and was then able,for a few moments,to see the heads of all my friends as they tried there best to see me and hear me, but then I would desend into the wave’s valley ,and could only see a wall of coffee-colored water.I would find myself on the rivers bottom,among the green tentacles of the under water plants,and there at the bottom were bodies. Those friends that were trying to listen to me were at the river’s bottom now and it was my job to send them again to the surface.I knew my job and performed it with workmanlike efficiency.I would find a friend underwater, not dead,but sitting on the floor of the river,and I would put my hands under there arms then send them upward. It was simple work.