Life Goes On [BTS X ARMY]

Chapter 20

When I was younger, my family and I spent our holiday in a cottage in the countryside. Since my dad is rich, money was never the problem, even in the bleak era of 2050. Besides the cottage was a pond, but it was so long and vast it felt more like a river. However, it's massive size and dark waters didn't stop me from wanting to play around it.

I was but ten years old. On a hot and humid July day, when the sun was burning our skin with it's dangerous rays, I decided to plash across the water. I knew I couldn't swim, so I didn't dare get deep in there. My parents were busy with work despite coming for a break here. So I was mostly left on my own.

Long story short, I managed to throw myself in the pond.

The water was dark and mossy which didn't allow me to see the depth of the water, and once I was inside, the water didn't feel cold against my skin like they said in books and movies. It was warm and kind of sticky and smelly, which I already knew while dipping my legs. But once I was inside the water, there was another thing I realized that was wrong with the water.

It burnt my eyes.

The movies I watched with grandma always showed that people could keep their eyes open in the water, and that under water was always blue and clear of any dirt. This was a far cry from it.

Not only could I not keep my eyes open, but every time I tried, all I saw was dark tendrils of green algae that gave the whole pond and scary vibe. Yup. Not very promising.

And as any ten year old would, I began panicking. I trashed around and trying to scream for help, but every time I did that, dirty water would get inside my mouth that tasted like herbal medicine. I hate herbal medicine.

The water felt strangely heavy around me, which eventually caused my movements to become shallow from feeling heavy and tired. I could feel the water entering inside my body, inside my lungs as a sudden burning sensation filled me. No longer could I find oxygen to breath, but bursts of unwanted water that only gagged and suffocated me. My eyes were blurry and losing vision, my head was hurting as much as my throat and the rest of my body. But yet I could not pull myself out of the water. I was going to die.

The next time I opened my eyes, I was above something hard and solid, my lungs weren't burning as much, and I was vomiting out mouth full of water. And when my eyes adjusted, the face of my grand ma loomed over me, her mature and pretty face in a mask of worry.

When she noticed my eyes were open, a sigh of relief left her lips before she pulled me in for a hug, pressing me against her drenched body as she breathlessly soothed me with warm words.

"I got you. I got you my love. I got you. You're alright."

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That feeling was back again. The feeling of my lungs filling with water. The feeling of suffocation. Like the air in my lungs was replaced with gallons of water and no matter how much I trued I could not breath. Like my lungs were on fire and my throat was burning to be scratched raw.

I gasp for air as I try to steady myself by holding on to the couch beside me, once again back in my room and in the so called present. When breathing no longer felt like an option, and the water felt like it was filling inside of me completely, I had only one choice to stop this pain.

Without warning, I rushed the bathroom and threw up.

Of course, it was not water that was released, but my lunch which I recall eating at least over a month ago. However it did not matter what I was throwing up, what mattered was the dizzy feeling that was slowly taking over me after the nauseous feeling was leaving my body.

I felt sick. Sick to the core.

How could this be?

This ... doesn't make any sense. How can this be?