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“Take your mark.” the referee spoke in a monotone voice. Everyone grew silent as seven other swimmers and I waited to race. I stooped down into a starting position, nearly falling off the diving block as my limbs shook and adrenaline coursed through me. Moments later, a shrill beep and a bright flash of light gave me permission to go.
Diving in felt as if were in slow-motion. Everything had gone fine until my body hit the water and my goggles rolled off my face and onto my forehead.
I remembered what the coach told me two nights before, If your goggles ever fall off in a race, don’t stop swimming,That’ll end the momentum of your dive.
The familiar salty flavor and rush of cold water arose as I kicked with all my might. Never had I raced

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