The things about challenges are overcoming them, and telling your friends and family about what you faced, in my case the challenge I faced changed the way I think about beautiful things, and about my life. How can something so beautiful be so treacherous? I was so happy enjoying my day, but within seconds…pure joy turned into fear.
It was a beautiful day spent at schliterbahn, but hours being in the same placed bored me. I asked my brother for permission to go to the island, since it meant just crossing the bridge and there it was. My brother said no, but I refused to take no for an answer. When my brother went back on to the same rides that my boyfriend and I kept riding, I told him lets go. Neither of my two brothers where seen around so I left, and I crossed the bridge with my boyfriend. I felt the breeze, and I saw the gorgeous view right in front of me. I felt like I was free, like as if I was held in a cage and I finally got the taste and smell of freedom. I went running to the sand of the island, but the sand felt like a desert. It was so dry, my feet were going in the sand like quick …show more content…
Neither of us reached the ground, but my doggy paddling helped me. I stayed there, waiting. The first thought I had into my head was, help. What help? There was nobody around the area where we were at. Neither of us were screaming. I was in shock. I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t yell, as if they had glued my mouth shut. Waves kept coming and there I go again, I fell under the water. My life was over, I was giving up. Before I knew it my boyfriend swam towards me and got me and just kept swimming until we reached the shore. We immediately hugged each other as if he had just came back from war, and I hadn’t seen him for years. I kissed him, then I started coughing. It was all that water I drank, I felt like throwing up. It was such a horrible feeling. I started thanking him frequently and he hugged me again, but harder. I started crying, he saved my
It was a beautiful day spent at schliterbahn, but hours being in the same placed bored me. I asked my brother for permission to go to the island, since it meant just crossing the bridge and there it was. My brother said no, but I refused to take no for an answer. When my brother went back on to the same rides that my boyfriend and I kept riding, I told him lets go. Neither of my two brothers where seen around so I left, and I crossed the bridge with my boyfriend. I felt the breeze, and I saw the gorgeous view right in front of me. I felt like I was free, like as if I was held in a cage and I finally got the taste and smell of freedom. I went running to the sand of the island, but the sand felt like a desert. It was so dry, my feet were going in the sand like quick …show more content…
Neither of us reached the ground, but my doggy paddling helped me. I stayed there, waiting. The first thought I had into my head was, help. What help? There was nobody around the area where we were at. Neither of us were screaming. I was in shock. I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t yell, as if they had glued my mouth shut. Waves kept coming and there I go again, I fell under the water. My life was over, I was giving up. Before I knew it my boyfriend swam towards me and got me and just kept swimming until we reached the shore. We immediately hugged each other as if he had just came back from war, and I hadn’t seen him for years. I kissed him, then I started coughing. It was all that water I drank, I felt like throwing up. It was such a horrible feeling. I started thanking him frequently and he hugged me again, but harder. I started crying, he saved my