Personal Narrative Essay: My Experience With Death

My experience with death. The day I almost drowned in the lake on a fishing trip. I could not believe that I of all people would be dead. I was seven years old when this event took place. It was a beautiful day outside and not a cloud in sight. There was little wind and nothing to do. My dad came bursting through the door screaming,” Get ready because we are going fishing”. All of the family rushed with exuberance to get ready and running to the car. I could hear my brother and sister singing, “We are going fishing. We are fishing.” They sang that song for almost the entire ride, until my mother got tired of hearing the song. She snapped, “Shut that noise up before I smack you!” I thought it was very hilarious to see them flinch …show more content…
Where is everybody? HELP HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME! These were the thoughts running through my head because I could not scream due to the water attacking my mouth. I could not see anything but the sun. I was going in and out of the water panicking and gasping for air. Everything seemed like a picture in my head, but it was reality. I could not swim and did not learn yet, so what could I have done to save me. I remember hearing “stay calm do not panic you will float.” I did not listen because I never was in this type of situation. Then I remembered seeing blurry visions because I had completely went under water. A hand came in to reach for me. “Could this be the hand of the lord reaching for me because I have died?” It was not him but it was my cousin coming to rescue me and pull me out of the water. I was saved and glad to be alive and breathing. I could see everything so clear now. The trees were green and the day was back to normal. I could smell the funky fish water on me but I did not care because I was just happy to be alive. My mother was very upset with because I was warned not to go by the lake and we had to end the fishing trip early. The car ride home was very silent and no one said a word but I could see the anger on my mother face. When we go to the house she washed me up and I was put on punishment for the rest of the night and had to go to bed without watching television. In conclusion, I should have listened to my mother. From that experience I learned that I should always pay attention no matter what is distracting me. This experience showed that I should be thankful to still be alive, and to treasure each day like it is your last because you never know what the day may