WATER - a story in a hundred words

WATER
I am the sprite known as Agua.Sucked through a pipe and imprisoned in this chlorinated hell.
Every day people invade my space, the crash of their entry vibrating through every cell in my body.
I hide in the corners to avoid their thrashing limbs, but there is no escape.
Only when they leave can I swim in the shade between their hard squares of light, longing for the tree shadows and weed-scented river of home.
One day I will drag a body under and hold it.Perhaps then they will drain this watery prison and set me free.

....................................................................I have always found empty swimming pools eerie, and the unidentifiable swirls in Rochelle's photograph inspired my story this week. What's more, I hit exactly a hundred words first time!
Thanks to https://rochellewisoff.com/  for hosting Friday Fictioneers tirelessly week after week, even when away in the Holy Land - hope you're having a great time, Rochelle!