The Other Side

Chapter 1, will it me number 1, or number 2?

   In less than a second everything can go dark. Don't believe me? Go to your bedroom in the middle of the night and turn off your lights. Do you see what I mean now? I know what you are thinking, in less than a second everithing can come back to light. Well sometimes that doesn't happen. What if in that split second a fuse stops working? What if the whole city loses their lights? This is only a metaphor, of course. The point is, sometimes light doesn't come back right away. Sometimes in life the lights go off and you can not see hope for a long time. Sometimes it takes so long you just can't wait any more and you start to do desperate things.

   Those moments in life are hard to forget. Some of them are in your memory so clear you can tell how it happend as if you were living it again. Then it goes deep down, so down it is like it has reach your sole, or maybe it did. So don't judge me on what I am doing, because maybe you have never been in my place. But lets be onest, I can not tell you what to do or think. All I am asking for is for you to understand.
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   I dip my head and my whole body to the bottom of the pool. When I reach the botton of it I see my reflection in the mirrow like floor. I have seen it so many times on the races and practices of my team, and I have never seen what I want to see. I only see my white face with my thin lips, light brown hair and my straight nose. The last thing I always look at is my light brown eyes. Why is that? Because I always expect to see light, hope, but I never see those things. My mother once said, "You may have your father's eyes son, but his eyes never had the lights yours do." Of curse that was before she knew. Now I don't know what she sees, and neither do I. I look at my other body parts just to have something to do. My long feet and long arms, and the small cut on my lower lip that I was born with. I was 5 feet and 5 inches tall last time I check. I am not thin, but I am not fat nor chubby. I guess I am between chubby and thin. Either way that doesn't matter, it won't after I am finish.

   I have been inside the pool for 120 seconds as I have counted. Not a living soul has come, and I don't want them to anyways. First: I am not soppose to be here, the pools are close at 12:30 AM. Second: Anyone who knows me knows what I am trying to do. Last but not least: I don't want to be stop, nor do I want anyone to see me. Atleast not till it is too late. FUCK IT TAKES TOO MUCH TIME! One of the reasons I am a great swimmer-not trying to flatter myself, it is true-is because I am great at holding my breath under the water. Of curse, I don't take any medicines or that shit of a drug Doctor Hakins invented. My teammate Cris, was cought drinking a small bottle of water in the bathroom. Of curse water is not a bid deal, but WAAW is. Coach John took the bottle away because Cris started acting like he had been cought masturbating inside the closet of a kindergaeden classroom. You only need to conbine WAAW with normal water to know it isn't water. Tne WAAW becomes yellow and the water goes to the buttom of the cup or what ever you are using, like hot water and cold water being combine.

   "Tyler you will take his place." Captain John said, "They will complain because I have putted you too many times out there, but when I tell them what Mr. Cheater right here was doing they will trown him off the team and stop crying cause you beat the hell out of them."
  
   What WAAW means is a mistery, Doctor Hakins disappear out of the face of the Earth when it was discovered he had stolen the drug and sold it illegally. The original owner claim it was not ment to be a drug, but a cure to lung canser. He gave Doctor Hakins the formula because he promise him that he would give him every single ingridient. Cris was sent to therapy and of curse, trown out of the team. The drug has secondary effects, it burns your lungs every minute of the hour you get for underwater breathing. Once you have use it too much it is like you have been smoking for the last 50 years, not drinking WAAW for the last 4 years. I myself have been accuse of drinking it for my record of 10 minutes and 59 second underwater. Of curse the school demanded my doctor's notes on me and made sure I wasn't on any drungs. Including smoking, alcahol, and so on and on. I have tried to go for 11 minutes exact but can't go with out going unconscious till 10 minutes and 59 seconds. It is like my body refuses to not have oxigen for another second.

   I am now in my 600 second underwater, and since I don't want to be here another 59 seconds I start to blown water out of my mouth. The bubbles rise to the top and my body sinks to the buttom. I am littery kissing my reflection right now. My sight becomes even more blurred than it is without my glasses and I begin to lose consciousness. I wonder: Will it be my suicide to condem me to hell, or who I am? Probally both, but mostly the second one.