” A Gift Of White Lillies” by J. Ann Gilman E.

Taken from my true stories ” A Gift Of White Lillies” by J. Ann Gilman E. 2003

In slow motion I saw Eddie, Rob and Sandy watching me as I fell out of sight into a dark hole. Down, down I went my dress ballooned around me, the flowers in my arms. I hit the water; went under and bobbed up, oh it was so cold. I started treading and kicking out to the sides hoping I could walk up the walls with my back braced against one side. Nothing, it was like a dark cave, oh what was I to do, I heard Sandy barking, Rob screaming for Eddie. So I joined in yelling help, help, help!  Then go get my dad, go get me someone, please! Sandy stopped barking but I still heard Rob.
I looked to the top at the sky. Being so deep under ground I could only see the stars in the dark sky!  Then I thought of the older women who told me my mother was  up in the sky in heaven and she was watching me and  she would always help me. Well, this is a good time to find out,  please help me. Over and over I called, tears running down my face.I was getting tired from kicking my legs and then I saw something hanging above me I kicked and stretched my arm up and caught it. Ouch thorns, it was a little wild black berry vine that grew in that area! I gripped it and then kicked and got my other hand above the first and did hand over hand. The top was getting closer and closer I could feel dirt falling on me it had a musty smell. Finally I was at the top! I swung my leg to try and get it over the edge but the earth kept giving way, so I kept doing hand over hand until I was lying on top. I wiggled safely away from the edge and sat up, just then the vine came loose from the soft earth and moss.It had a tiny short root, I felt in the earth trying to find more of it but there was nothing. I started sobbing and looked up into the sky and said thank you. (I loved wild black berries after that.) After having a good cry I got up and walk across the field to little Robbie and took his hand. ‘Lets go home Robbie it is okay now!’ As we walked down the old dirt road Sandy was on her way up the hill. She stopped, looked, barked and started running, she was all over me licking my dirty face talking to me as I knelt to hug her, and oh she was happy! She skipped ahead of us or maybe that was a dance? Dad said she kept coming and barking at him, as he raked leaves and talked with Eddie who had said nothing of what happened and Sandy was going back up the road turning to look at dad. But he did not know what was wrong with her!  Sandy had gone for help, trying to save my life! Sandy was very loyal to me and I loved her very much. She was a long haired Hines mix but still a great dog for an 8- year-old………..


After a beating with a metal belt buckle and no supper. I would have been beaten even if I had not saved Robbie anyway. What ever friends did on my watch, I was blamed for it that’s why I went off the road after them! With no thought of Eddie leading us straight to the abandoned water well.

The next day after so many visits to hear my story with hugs and smiles everyone so happy I was alive. My dad coldly watched me smile back at the adults, thanking them. He was so angry! Dad then wanted me to show him the well. My dad drowned Sandy in front of me in that well as I screamed “No Stop it was not her fault!” just because I went off the road to save Robbie and our being trapped by dead cedar branches points catching our clothes, they were covered in dirt in a half ring around the well, we could not return the way we crawled into the trap, the only way out was over the hole in the ground that we saw Eddie jump over. I threw Robbie over to safety but when I did my short space of a run and jump, my foot landed on the soft soil at the edge on the other side  and it caved away as I fell into the well. I was a tiny thin girl but the soil was just too soft there.

All the Lilies had helped me float but ended up surrounding Sandy in her watery grave. The gift of White Lilies from Eddie for his Mom, he really had gathered for us, if I had only known I would not have lost my friend Sandy. Good-bye Sandy, know you were loved and I miss you.

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