After all that surfing I started to feel tried. I knew that I wouldn’t have the strength to go on any longer so I held onto my broad and tried to get off the wave but instead I fell off my board and started to go under the water.
I fought and kicked my feet as I tried to make it to the surface but it was no use. I was too tired. As I went under I could see clearly under the water; clown fish, sea horses and all kinds of fish greeted me. It was like they were carrying me under and trying to make me feel safe. I wasn’t afraid; I was actually really relaxed. I didn’t see my life flash before my eyes or imagine what my life would have been like; I didn’t have regrets. I continued going down, down, down.
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