"I don't want to die here", I thought. I flung my arms around, hoping to try to swim, but I didn't know what I was supposed to do to move myself. In my heart I didn't want to, but I gave up. I let myself sink down, further and further into the pond when I heard,
splash
Was there someone here? Someone to save me?
I then tried to swim again, but I couldn't hold my breath any longer. My body took a deep breath of cold and dark pond water directly into my lungs. And my body had seemed to give up, there was nothing I could do.
I felt a finger tip graze my shoulder. I then reached out towards where I felt it from and a hand greeted me. It began to pull me back up, but I couldn't move them. Only think. I then felt myself drifting away.
Please help me.
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The Acceptance of Change
Teen FictionThree teens struggle to accept the true nature of themselves and almost die trying.
