Hands Underwater
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You're not real.
Yes I am. Look at your feet.
I didn't want to I know if it was a shark. Id more then likely pee my pants. Yes im that afraid. I just hate them.
Look. I don't bite, I won't hurt you.
I squeezed my eyes closed. I wasn't looking. It wasn't real. Im dying.
Two cold smooth things held my face. Hands. I felt them. Real hands. Maybe it was my dad. Hed come to save me I wasn't going to die.
Eagerly my eyes shot open. It was blurry but I could make out the image of a man. Not my dad. Dark hair. Light blue eyes. The only thing I could decipher through the blur.
See im real. Now let me help you.
The last thing I saw was flashes of green and white and blue as he swam away.
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