1: Last year when I went to Miami, I had a moment I will never forget. My family and I had a five day vacation there. On the third day, we decided to go to the beach. My parents left me in charge of my 9-year-old brother. While taking care of him, he was going farther and farther into the ocean. I told him to come back but he wouldn't listen up until the point where he was drowning. I had to go help him and in doing that, he started kicking his feet and climbing up on me. He's a pretty big boy so it was hard for my to breathe. I was underwater for at least 2-3 minutes yelling my lungs out. I was passed out by the time I got to shore and I can never remember what happened next other than waking up in my hotel room next to my mom.
2: That day, I lost the courage of going into open water. I'm not completely scared of water but I am at some points. When ever I have gone to the beach after that incident, I stay close to the shore because I get nervous of waves. I'm probably overreacting but I have my reasons. Whenever my parents tell me to take care of my brothers, I do it. But if in taking care of them, they get close to water, it's over. I'm not going to go through the same experience twice in one life time. Little things can change your thoughts on having fun.
3: My initial reaction to my situation was me drowning. I didn't know I was drowning, I was passed out. I can't really remember what was going through my mind at that moment. I was basically sleeping without me realizing it. After I woke up at the hotel, I felt a bit terrified. I spit out some water onto the bed but that's pretty much it. It may not be much of I went through but I was still shocked afterwards. My mom told me not to worry, that everything was going to be okay. But no, everything was not going to be "okay". I had just drowned and everything was going to be "okay" they said.
4: As time passed, I became more and more scared of being around big areas of open water. I go out into the the deep but not too deep. I enjoy being and swimming in the water, I just have precautions of my surroundings. If I see a huge wave coming at me, you better believe that I'm going to be the first one out of the water. Now that more time has passed, I'm a bit more loose on the things I do while swimming. I just like having fun but being careful as well.
5: From this experience, I learned that water is more dangerous than what it actually looks like. I learned not to carry people on my back while being inside a beach. I am now more careful on where I swim. I don't go running wild into the beach. I learned that I have to be careful when swimming and careful when I'm taking care of other people.
I never understood people's fear of water till now. After hearing your story I can fully understand why it must be hard to go back and do something that was a near death experience for you.If it was me I would want to stay as far as possible from water from that point on.
ReplyDeleteI know how you feel bro, i dont mess with the ocean either, thats stuffs scary. But its stories like these that make me scared of it! It says a lot that you went out to save your brother! It takes a lot of courage to do that. I hope your able to get over this and get back into the water!
ReplyDeleteI understand why you are afraid of water, because the ocean can be really scary. I think it was very brave of you to go and get your brother, while he was in the deep. I hope one day you will be abe to enjoy the water one day, and not be as afrad.
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