It felt like being in an day dream. When I died, it was like I was in a day dream. There was no actual relative feelings just unconscious wondering. I swore when I woke up I would remember that feeling and hope to never feel that strangeness again. That's why I swore to never swim again. It was quick and rash but I never go back on my word. Ever since the day I almost drowned I never stood near a pool. The only water I could deal with was bath water. Even rain water creeps me out. Now remember all the previously said thing, because despite all that. During the last day of school, My darling step father took me to the neighborhood pool. This definitely had bad written all over it.
"Why are we here, Larry," I sternly stated when he parked the car. He looked over at me smiling in a very creepy un-cool way. His teeth were crooked and the un symetry of it made me want to punch him. My step father was already on my list of "People i don't really care for" but this would put him on the very top of that list. He unlocked the car door and opened it quickly. I gasped, "are you trying to kill me. Look sir' i know I'm not the sweetest but, it doesn't have to be this way." I felt like he was doing this on purpose because he knew my fear of water and he was trying to ruin my life or worse kill me. "Get out the car, Molly," he said with a stern look for me. I crossed my arms not budging, "Nope". I locked the car door again. I looked over at Larry his face was priceless it looked like he was confused that I turned down his offer. I smiled and gave him a wink but his expression wasn't joking. He continued to pelt me down with those dagger eye and even though every part of me wanted to stay in the ford, my body found itself out of the car. Sometimes I just hated my body, for always doing the right things.
My step dad smiled when I was close to him, he was such a spaz and even to this day I don't understand why my mom fell for him. If anything it wasn't his smile because he had so many yellow spots on his teeth that it looked like someone drew it on with a yellow crayon. Which only meant one thing, my mom truly loves this man. But truthfully, that is so ironic because I can't stand the guy. He's always trying to play daddy, when he knows I have a real, living, breathing father. And even though I might not know much about my father, I know my real dad wouldn't be the type of guy to force me to go swimming so I could drown and then die. I just didn't have the guts to say that to Larry aka Step D.a.D.
" Come on, lets go ." Larry said tearing me from my deep thought. I shook my hand trying to regain control of my body. Once I did that i began to question the situation. "Why are we here," I demanded crossing my hands across my chest just like before. Larry, smiled weirdly as if he was about to eat some very delicious food. His eyes looked excited about something, what ever it was, I knew i wouldn't be interested. Then as if in slow motion he said this, "Your here for swimming lessons !" he exclaimed, making sure the entire parking lot could hear my fate. At first i thought he was joking, It had to be April first or is there a hidden camera but looking at his face, He was tellling the truth. My stomach did a flip-flop and my eyes widened big like a fish. There were plenty choice words i could have said to him but a simple, "HELL NO" was all that I needed to say before I began to breath heavily. I felt the wind above me grow thin and i felt my knees began to tremble. This feeling was all to familar. Then I collasped to my knees trying to catch my breath. I kept thinking breath molly breathe girl. I tried to calm myself down because i knew what was happening.It was the same thing that happened everytime i thought to much about water and drowning. It was a anxiety attack.
I tried to slow my breathing down, I tried to keep thinking in then out in the out just like the consular was saying but nothing seemed to work. Everything was just about to go hazzy.. Then out of no where I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and saw Larry next to me, " Deep breaths in and then out.. deep breaths in and then out...." he continued to say this. Surprisingly it helped. I felt the heat that once surrounded my vanish and it became easier to breath. With one last breath out, I was relaxed. I rose up. So did Larry. But, as I did I noticed the crowd of people that were surrounding us. People were looking and whispering. It mad me want to put my head down and cry. But then Larry put his heavy arm around me and walked me to the front of the neighborhood pool pushing past the nosey audience.
He sat me down by the front gate on a bench. " It's okay, don't worry." Larry tried to soothe the mood. "This is why I brought you," he continued. "The doc says, this is the right thing to do. If you can't get past your fears this will keep happening." I looked up at him .He wore a worried look on his face. I couldn't believe the doctor said I should swim knowing every time i think about water I get a panic attack. But, deeper down I thought , Could she really be right ? Could i overcome my fear this summer ?
I looked back down at my legs. My jeans were big and baggy. I thought about how my legs would look in a swim suit. maybe I'll look nice I haven't worn one of those in ages. There were so many wet suits to choose from, it could be a two piece, one piece, bikini, monkini, trikini and even more.I wanted to know what it felt like to swim in a real pool and not a bath tub. I wanted to know what it felt like to cannon ball into the deep blue. Most of all I really wanted to know what it feels like to not be afraid anymore. "I am willing to do this on one condition." I finally stated, beginning to smile and look at Larry for the first time today. Larry raised his eyebrow, " Whats that?" He asked cooly. I giggled a bit. Then I stood up excitedly, "I get to buy a new bikini from Victoria's secret!" I yelled happily. I knew by saying that I was really gonna go through with this. Larry laughed at me. "You'd be lucky I'm not making you wear a t shirt swim suit missy, you wearing a one piece for sure." he laughed. then i laughed. The entire atmosphere was different then before for the first time in a while I felt like I could breathe clearly.
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1/9/15
Thanks so much for reading this is part one and now the real stroy begins to un raval. I am not sure how long this story will be but i hope you all will love the plot like I do.
Part 2 is on the way, my bubbles <3
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Falling for the Life Gaurd
Teen Fiction"It's like when I'm away from him, I can't breathe." The daring, funny, intriguing story of a girl named, Molly Thorton and her adventure as she attempts get to know the neighborhood life guard. Molly may think learning to swim is the only thing she...