Today I will tell you the story of how I found that tubing is one of my worst fears. I was tubing with my mom, dad and my god sister. The ride was really pretty but we were only four feet from the huge drop, we stopped. But I was holding onto a extra tube and the current took it away so I went after it. I totally didn’t realize that I was heading towards danger! When I realized that I was heading for the drop it was too late! I tried to paddle on my tube back but the current was pulling me to the drop! Luckily my sixth sense came to me so I held my breath and I flipped on my tube flipped. I opened my eyes and I saw under the water, it was scary! The water was super clear and I was used to feeling like I have been holding my breath for a long time because of the feeling on the diving board. I knew that I would come back to the surface eventually. I wasn’t going to give up even though I thought I was going to die! …show more content…
I didn’t know where my god sister or my mom was. I checked to see if I could stand in that particular spot it was deep so I swam to a rock and it literally hugged it for my life. People that were in the river looked at me like I was a crazy person. One person that was rafting said, “you know that you can just stand up.” Then I said, “you don’t know what I’ve been
I smiled to myself and decided that I would go join in. With that, I took a huge deep breath and jumped into the salty water. The water was cool and refreshing; I felt it slide through my hair making it sway in the water. I swam deeper and deeper into the deep blue water. Sunlight streamed through it, lighting up the water around me turning it to gold. I kicked harder and I felt my muscles surge with strength and I pushed further. My lunges began to burn for the need of oxygen, but I refused to go up. I repeatedly told myself just a little bit longer. Until I was unable to proceed anymore without more air in my lungs, I swam to the top of the water taking a huge breaths, filling my lungs with air. I could then taste the salty water as it ran down my face and dripped over my lips. Just then I thought, I will never forget this moment, this place, or the experiences I felt while visiting
Forty hands shot up pointing towards the bottom of the old twisty slide following the long dreadful whistle no one ever wants to hear. Two other lifeguards and I jumped up off the shaded break bench and rushed towards the scene with the heavy backboard and AED bag in hand. The routine save played like a movie through my head as I arrived. I stopped. I knew from there on out this wasn't going to be emotionally an easy save. It wasn't a child who swallowed too much water or an adult who got nervous because they forgot how to swim, it was a fellow lifeguard, a friend.
My youth pastor pulled out of our church parking lot at three am in the morning loaded down with a bus full of twenty four teenagers including me. We were off at last head to Colorado Spring Colorado, little did I know, our bus was going to fall apart this very day.
The cold, salty water hits my lungs, and I finally admit to myself that I'm drowning. My last breath explodes into a hundred watery bubbles. They escape toward the surface, leaving me behind. I kick even harder but I'm not going anywhere.
On the day that the flood had hit, it was raining cats and dogs. Speaking of dogs, our dog was floating around the house on a door which looked pretty funny but then I felt pretty bad for her. Anywho, in the evening we got picked up in a bus and they took us to a school near by called
This one morning while we were all on vacation at Panama City beach, we all woke up at the right time. We saw some dolphins passing by our window and it was so awesome. We watched them pass until we couldn’t see them anymore. Since we were all crowed up around each other I figured it would be a good time to tell my family the plans that I have for the day ahead. I told them that I wanted to go to the pool and so we went to our amazing hotel pool. I was too short to stand anywhere other than the 3-foot area, so when I wanted to go anywhere else I could touch the ground. The pool had these amazing water slides but I was too short to ride on them. I could ride on the smaller one, it went so fast!
No one else except for my friend sitting next to me seemed to notice that the raft in front of us was stopped. As we got closer we heard them shouting something, but no one could understand them over the sound of the water clashing against the rocks. We kept approaching, getting closer and closer, and out of nowhere we saw something bobbing up and down in the water – all I could tell was that it was bright orange. It only took a few seconds to realize that it was someone holding onto their life jacket was latched on a rock, and right behind him was a small waterfall that was trying to suck him in. We got closer and I realized that I would be closest to him as we passed, but I would not be able to reach him with my arms. I reached out as far as I could with my paddle, yelling at him to grab it. I was not even the one in the water, and yet it was still one of the scariest moments of my life when he let go of the life jack in order to reach for my paddle. He grabbed it as tightly as he could and my friend next to me helped me pull him in. Everyone else was trying to slow down the raft so that he could get pulled in before we went down the waterfall, and thankfully, due to everyone’s straining effort, we were able to accomplish just that. The look of relief on his face said it all,
I was next to the bridger over the bay near us. It was pretty far from my house. Immediately after I stopped, I fell to ground in tears. It all started to sink in again. I was shaking and my sight was blurred from the tears in my eyes.
There are several reasons for the reasoning behind why I am afraid to ride roller coasters. I have more than one reasoning behind my fear of riding these rides, and it is not just because of my parents. I would like to share my reasons for a fear I will probably never be able to overcome simply because of one event, or even multiple events or reasons I believe that I can’t overcome myself.
Immediately, I angled my position and went for a dead sprint toward the water. I jumped off the cliff. I never felt anything like it; the trajectory had me flying through the air for longer than I expected. A surge of adrenaline pulsed through my body, bringing a new sense of life to me. The scorching heat went away as gravity pulled my body toward the water, bringing me a pleasant breeze through my fall. Then, I finally hit the water. I didn’t stick a solid landing, as I went head first into the water. I panicked and opened my eyes under the murky water, only to see nothing but dirt and sediments float around me. I kept sinking and saw a monstrous fish swim right in front of my face. At that very moment, my body went into overdrive, and I managed to project myself back up to the surface.
I remember one time I was in the Paper Moon card shop with my mom. We were just looking around the shop when a man came around the end of the wall of cards and started talking to me. At the time I honestly had no idea who the man was but it was obvious that he knew me. It was normal for me to be wearing some kind of camouflage, so he started asking me about hunting. By this time my mom had noticed him talking to me and had come to stand next to me and join in the conversation. The man asked me if I would like to go turkey hunting, I instantly said yes without even looking up to see what my mom thought about it. I remember my mom telling
I never thought I would be scared of a row boat rocking harshaly, or that for fishing trips I would feel comfortable tieing a tube to the back of the row boat so I didn't have to get in it. but when brothers and sisters flip the row boat upside down in the water to play on and ask me to play with them I do but with the slightest movement I jump off of the boat, and can’t help but think of my painful memory in that boat the memory that will haunt me forever. It was a warm sunny Afternoon at our cabin my sister Anne , Friend Anna and I were wondering if the aluminum row boat could sink, so we decided to fill the boat with water, sadly after a lot of buket scooping, the boat didn't sink . Anne realized that the boat’s heat would make the water warm and we could sit on the seats if we poured water on them.
On the first day we got there, we took our boat on Crane Lake for a nice joy ride. We were on our way back to the house when, Bam! We hit an unmarked boulder in the water. My sister, Kaily, flew so high into the air we almost swore she should have ended up in the water. Instead, she landed safely back in the
I will never forget the first time I went snorkeling, it was something I had been afraid to do up until the moment I touched the water. Beforehand all I could think about was what if I got attacked by a shark? I was too young to die and I felt like I was tempting fate. Then once I made the plunge into the water everything washed away, as if the waves carried the fear with them as they folded over me. I remember that day so clearly, rocking back and forth, up and down, I sat on a small glass bottom boat. The enormous ocean waves making me nauseas as I put my snorkel gear on. I hurried as fast as I could, knowing my nausea would go away as soon as I entered the water. This wasn’t the first time I have gotten sea sick, but it only shows up when the boat is sitting still. As soon as I got my equipment on I jumped into the water, fins first. I felt the sensation of goose bumps shivering up my whole body, tiny bubbles rolling over my body from breaking the surface, they ran from my toes upwards to break free at the ocean’s surface. Once the bubbles cleared, I looked around to see a new blue world I have never experienced before. I heard the sound of the ocean, mumbled by the sound of my deep breathing and the tanks of the more experienced scuba divers below me. It’s a very relaxing and peaceful sound, and if I had not been in such a new and unusual place I could have floated with my eyes closed for hours.
My tie flew in the morning wind. The only thing that I hoped was that I would not be late to work, I had been warned a couple of times about me being late. Luckily the bus too was late as usual. As I was boarding the bus I looked up for a vacant seat. What I saw then was quite unbelievable.