Monday, April 29, 2013

Drowning

I was standing on the dock with my friends, their mom, my mom, and my sister. The dock was icy and the farther you got, the icier it got. My friends cheered me on, saying, "It get's harder than this, look at me!" So against my instincts, I took a step forward. Then I felt myself slipping, as if the borders of the sides of the dock had suddenly disappeared, and my feet were moving against my will and I couldn't control them. And BOOM!, I was in the water.

For a second, I was fine, then I froze. It was the most terrifying moment of my life, as if my lungs were closing up, refusing to swallow air. I couldn't move, partly because of the cold, and partly because I was scarred. I could feel myself sinking.

Somewhere off in the distance, I could hear my mom jumping in to save me. I was drowning...in what, bed covers?

I'd had this dream before. I was awake, but I still felt like I was drowning. Even now, as I write, my hands are shaking.

My dad had talked about this before, but I had discounted it, thinking, "What, I could swim, it's my body, right?" No. I know understood exactly what he meant.

--ER