Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Water by Maya Nielsen (for journal)

You jump. You feel all the blood rush to your head. You are plunging down into a big pool of water. You are terrified.
(New paragraph, tab) “Put your arms up!” your diving coach says. You have no idea what to do. You just keep plunging and all of a sudden the top of your head hits the water. The rest of your body follows. The next thing you know you have opened your eyes in the chlorine-filled pool. You know you shouldn’t be but otherwise you can’t see where you’re going. You feel like you are sinking, and then you realize that you are. You swim up to the surface of the water and breathe very deeply. Someone helps you out of the pool and you lie down on the edge. You ask for a towel and someone gets it for you. You are breathing very deeply in and out, in and out.
(New paragraph, tab) Suddenly, you start crying and your mom comes and picks you up. You cry into her bare arm and she carries you down the hall of the swimming pool. She carries you all the way out of the gym and into the car. She drives you home. When you arrive, your dad comes out of your house and carries you into the house and lies you down on the couch. Soon after, your mom gets you a mug of hot chocolate, with marshmallows, just how you like it. She also turns on the TV to your favorite show. You smile and tell her thank you. When the episode is over, you fall asleep on the couch and dream about not having to do anything ever.

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