I jumped in.
Ferociously paddling my arms and legs like I had observed the other children doing, I tried to get back above water but nothing happened. I just sank deeper and deeper.
As I looked up, all I could see was dozens of legs kicking… and… blue water.
Water gushed through my nose and mouth; my ears now flooded. I paddled incessantly for dear life. Surely someone could see me.
10 seconds passed… 20 seconds… 30 seconds… 40 seconds… a minute.
If you’ve been with me long enough, you’ve seen me grow from a skinny, goofy teenager (when I first started this site at 17) to a muscular, handsome heartthrob. (Ok, the “muscular” and “heartthrob” part are a little far-fetched but at least give me the “handsome!”)
