I Will Go On

Death three

I was 14 and went to the golf of Mexico with some family, and we rented a boat. We got to the deep part of the ocean and my and my friend Kevin stood on the front of the boat, we hit a wave and I bounced off and hit the glass of it and slid off the edge, I started to grab onto the back but instantly realized that I'd loose my legs to the blades. So I slipped and fell in the water. I sank deeper and deeper. I saw many things. But as I fall into the depths, there is total silence, as I sink deeper and deeper feeling and seeing eye water get darker, I think to myself, "what have I done with my life? Is this really the end for me? Have I finished everything? Have I done what I was meant for? I am going to die here today. I will no longer see the light of day as I sink." I pointed to what I believed to be the sky and mouthed the words, "father, I'm coming home." I died shortly after that for 7 minutes till a diver found me and pulled me to a paramedic. I was later told by the diver that I was almost eaten by a shark that I was bleeding from the head and leg. That was the last time I died.