My Encounter With the Pool

personal narratives Dec 08, 2020
By Logan
 
In the car, I tried to settle myself down as my mom kept saying, “Swimming is good for you.” As she parked the car in the pool’s parking lot, I had butterflies in my stomach.
As I walked in, my footsteps were loud as they echoed around the place. I was surrounded by water. The tiny waves beat the sides of the pool. The tiny waves seemed to go on and on and on. I looked into the vast ocean of water waiting for me. I swallowed the soggy air and felt the moisture build up on my hands.
As my mom let me go to talk to the instructor, I looked out at the water going up and down. I was extremely scared because I had heard that pools had killed millions of people and I did not want to be one of them. The water gushed merrily around me, but I knew that behind everything, the water was the most evil thing in the world.
 
I was fighting a war on the inside. My brain kept screaming to my muscles to run away. My muscles were paralyzed, too scared to move. I also was trying to tell myself that I will feel better once I jumped into the pool but the other side said run away.
 
Luckily my mom dragged me to the bathroom because I needed to change. I was happy with the more time to decide. The bathroom was not much better. It smelled as if I was in a trashcan and the air was thin and hard to breath. The moment my mom put me on the sticky changing station I tasted poop and other stinky stuff.
 
It was so stinky that I was distracted from my plan. As my mom pushed me to talk to the instructor I started to cry because I was so scared. The instructor was burly and had a lot of muscles. My mom forced me to squeak out a hi, then she started to talk to the instructor.
 
I wandered off as they were talking and I knew it was my time to escape. I started to run as fast as the wind, but the instructor saw me and ran like light. I started screaming and wailing as he chased me. Miraculously the side that told me to swim took over.I swerved left and jumped into the pool.
The water gushed around me as I smashed into the pool. The water was surprisingly cold as I sunk deeper and deeper into the tretraris pit. My eyes felt like they were going to pop as I tried to open then. I could not breathe. My lungs were filled with water. I felt like I was being sat on as I sunk deeper and deeper into the pool. I felt like I was going to die.
 
The last second before I probably was going to drown the instructor jumped in making a big splash. And saved my life. I quickly ran to my mom who looked was fidgeting with her hands. I hugged her and got her all wet.
 
My mom quickly dried me and dressed me. I was relieved and happy I tried. I probably was not going to swim for the rest of my life. My mom chatted with the instructor. While they were doing that, I was staring dreamily up at the ceiling knowing that I will not go back into the evil pool. After that day I was kept away from water because of that day. I am happy I will never ever swim.