Flash Fiction: HELP!

She stared at the water flowing below. How it flowed, murmuring meaninglessly, unceasing, indifferent to everything around it.
She looked up at the horizons. Soil was arrid as far as the eyes could see. The sand spread in the riverbed reflected the Sun, hurting the eyes. There was a lone tree at the edge of the hill on the opposite bank.
A lone white bird circled it, perhaps to protect its nest.

She decided to not to wait any longer, afraid that any more thinking would provoke her to retreat, to seek someone's help. an she had decided to not to seek any help. Nobody's. Not from her friends, not from her family, not from her psychiatrist. She was tired of living on help.

She flung herself in the fast flowing river.

She closed her eyes and awaited to be engulfed by death as cold water surrounded her.
She swallowed some water, and in that discomfort she opened her eyes. She was not drowning, she was being carried away by the current.
She waited a while, but nothing happened. She just swallowed a little more water and surfaced again to breath normally.
She was disappointed.

She looked around and saw something dark, like a log of wood coming towards her opposite the flow. It seemed the log was stuck there because it did not seem to move with the current. She had half a mind of banging her head against it, when she realized what it was and gave a shrieking cry!
Crocodiles were her greatest fears from childhood. She knew that they chew down their victim while it was still alive.

She opened her mouth, but voice did not come out. she splashed the water with her hands to get around and tried again.
With great effort finally voices came out of her mouth "HELP! HELP! HELP!".

(C) Copyright Neel Bhatt.