Swimming

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Day 1

It was so lovely. I felt like I was in total peace. The cool water enveloped my arms as I dived in and encircled my waist like a blanket. I loved the feelings of the foamy tendrils as I surged through the water. My arms propelling me wherever I went. A simple kick pushed me to go several meters. I was like a ballerina and a gymnasts all at once bending and twisting like a straw and yet still keeping the most perfect of pose.

She, would of been so jealous of me

For a while I swam like a torpedo scaring the fish in my wake I nearly dismembered a school of fish. I laughed and pool of bubbles escaped my mouth. I then slowed down and watched them float towards heaven. After that I slowed completely letting the fish cautiously swim toward me. I even petted there top fins if they let me. They were soft and thin and slid across my finger easily. It didn't tickle but I found myself giggling anyway. I continued this little adventure until every fish had complete trust in me. Even as I swam away they followed me refusing to leave now and wanting to be petted.

I giggled some more and more until I was just in complete giggles.

This whole time had been so heavenly. But as the bubbles popped and the fish thinned. Leaving me on a couple rocks and the barren sea. I suddenly had an inkling as If I'm missing something. Something important something as if would cost my very life and to the others around me. Others. I turned to the sky. Where the light broke into a million beams and danced over the water.

I'm needed somewhere. And I have to do something. But what? What could it be?

A sense of urgency enters my stomach,but I don't know, I don't what I'm so urgent about . What could it be?

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