Space swimming

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I can be pretty stupid sometimes, if you haven't noticed.
I started to blow bubbles of water, millions of them and slowly they reached the black mysterious space sharks. Their reaction, is another story.
My mouth felt dry, after using so much of my body water, but it became even more tardy as the space sharks started to swim more quickly in every direction. I was sick of floating still, so I decided to do an Indiana jones. I made delicate swerves between sharks and then face planted horrifically into, a very big black shark. It froze, its glassy white eyes trying to see something with no avail. I didn't breathe, I couldn't breathe. But the shark moved on deadly silent. so instead I just swam away, still praying, and peeing my swimming trunks that I would not die. I kicked and kicked, this was probably the fastest speed I have ever swam, nan always said I should go in the space Olympics.
My nan was actually part of the Olympics, but she was in the sky circuit. She was the best of best. We have black and white pictures all over the house and her medals. Sometimes I wished to touch what they called 'salt' water, my nan told me you can't breathe there. All of a sudden I see the surface, that black void less rectangle space, with no stars.
I look back on planet blue, and mars and the giant space whale with its fluorescent skin. Sometimes I wish it was all inside my head so I could carry it everywhere. I held my breath as I resurfaced, cold fresh air clinging to my bones.
Gravity hitting me hard, almost unfamiliar.

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