Thursday, March 5, 2015

Water (5/31)

I love the ocean. Its rhythm and the sound of its waves seem to comfort me, and I love the complexity and colors of the water as they swirl and turn. I've never felt uncomfortable on the water, or near it, even though I have had one near death experience in a pool when I was four or five.

I was swimming in a pool, sitting on a large inflatable whale, when it started to tip over. It was slow at first, and then fast as my weight flipped it over. I fell into the water, sinking down as the whale bobbed away on the surface of the pool two feet above me. I continued to sink, scared. I couldn't breathe, andI was sinking towards the bottom of the pool. I could still see the light and patterns on the surface of the pool. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my mom swimming down towards me, and she scooped me up to the surface in no time, crying. 

I'm still not scared of water. I really don't know why. 
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2 comments:

  1. grace napoleonMarch 5, 2015 at 7:29 PM

    wow that sounds scary but i liked hoe how you described it

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  2. UnknownMarch 7, 2015 at 1:40 PM

    I like how you used the introduction to lead into your slice. The description of the tipping was perfect. Only a few words but I could see it in my mind. I wondered if it was you or your mom crying at the end (probably both would be my guess).

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