Why My Sister Has Swimming Lessons

Chapter 3

I told my best friend Lizzie about my dream. We share almost everything. And we are guaranteed to make each other laugh, if not others. She said not to worry, dreams can be really confusing. I didn't even think about it after that.
It was the usual, typical day at school: Lots of ruhmors and juicy gossip that everyone wanted to sink their teeth into (especially girls), teachers yelling at the usual people and people who like to nose into other people's business and stir it up.
When i came home from school, my sister was in a hyper mood. She told me all about what her best friend Amy said
"Well...Amy's birthday is coming up and she is thinking of inviting a load of people from our year, and having this huge garden party with, toasted marshmallows, bonfire's, a huge feast and she's even thinking of hiring the local band! It will be great!"
Her eyes were shining and her grin was as bright as the crescent moon, as if she had won the lottery.
When i had got all my homework out the way and was organized for tomorrow, i walked upstairs and was about to go in my room, when i couldn't help notice that Charlie's bedroom door was wide open! This was my chance, to see what a tip her room is in, possibly find all her old diary's or a book of her secrets and maybe I'll get to see how big her make-up case is! (and possibly steal some of it to!). But i was expecting to much. Her room was almost as tidy as mine! There were no diary's or secrets, no clothes tossed to the floor, even her make-up case was nowhere to be seen! It was...tidy. I looked around and rubbed my eyes, as if they were playing a trick on me. One thing did catch my eye however, it was Charlie's calender and circled on the date of the 28th June was big handwriting, done in a thick red pen 'Amy's Birthday!'
I smiled and went to my room, but as i was just about to walk out the door my foot stood on something, it made a smooth quiet sound, but i could still hear it, it was like a slight whisper. I looked down and saw an envelope. Quickly i picked it up and quick-walked to my room. On the front it bore the words
If you find this and your NOT Charlie please put it back where you found it! (And that would be on my desk!)
But i opened the envelope and inside was a slip of paper. I read it without hesitating. As i read further down the page, my eyes grew wider, my ears burned and my heart raced. I read the sentence over and over again: I have a fear of drowning that's why i hate going to swimming pools and the sea. A girl in my year once drowned when she went on holiday. And I've been scared ever since. The reason why I wrote this down is because one day I'll look back at this and laugh. But that's not all. I've been on the internet and it looks like i have aquaphobia. I'm planning on not to tell anyone because i'm sure i'll grow out of it, it's probaly just a phase.
I felt like i was going to be sick. I read it again and i actually went to the toilet to rench. I started to shake, my breathing grew heavy. I steadied myself on the sink. Of course! It all makes sense now! That's the reason why Charlie has showers and does her best to avoid baths. That's the reason why she hates going to the beach and swimming pools. And my dream. It's true. But worst of all what if it happens? No. It's just a coincidence. It wouldn't happen. I'm sure. I'm sure that i won't have to haul my sister on a pool side and cry out, whilst she lay perefectly still. No! That won't happen. I'm sure.