Going under (Free Fanfiction)

Going under (Free Fanfiction)

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I began swimming at the age of 5, i loved it as i used to watch my father everyday when he went swimming. He was a international swimmer, he won lots of competitions.. He taught me to be a winner like him, we both won so many times..but.. Life changes.. ..just like the tide.. After the accident i gave up swimming... tried different clubs, tennis, football, gymnastics, etc.. I was middle school when it happened, my friends at school tried to reassure me but i just pushed them away even my best friend who swan with me and witnessed the whole thing.. I transferred schools just when i had one year left, i didn't join any clubs either. Once i got to high school i joined multiple clubs. Right now i don't know if il ever go under again, as I'm just so frightened with what could happen..
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I was young, naive, and weak, when my whole world collapsed. Now, I'm still young, but I know better. Better than to put my guard down. Better than to blindly believe those who promise, they won't hurt me. Better than to think someone would show some genuine interest in who I am instead of just taking advantage of me. Better than to trust anyone with my heart and body ever again. I spent years crawling up from the rock bottom, just now starting to see the light. Joining my college lacrosse team is a chance for happiness, but also a risk, I'm petrified to take. How am I supposed to look at my teammates and not see his face? How am I supposed to pretend I'm not on the verge of a panic attack, every time I step into the locker room? And how am I supposed to tell someone, that they only waste their time on me because I might as well be considered a lost cause?

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