Drowning-Personal Narrative

It happened all so suddenly that i didn’t even realize what was happening. I was drowning. Don’t ask me why I was or how my friend persuaded me to do it but somehow, I was drowning. It was so dark and so vague that it’s hard to remember but somehow i do and I’m going to share that experience with you. It began with a simple text. I was listening to music at the time and all of a sudden i heard the sound of my phone vibrating against the table. I instantly picked it up to read it. It was my friend Nick. He asked how i was and if i wanted to go swimming. I replied, sure, but give me a few minutes. I rushed upstairs to grab my swimming trunks from my bedroom, not even noticing the dinner that was being cooked on the stove. I ran towards my bedroom
The water was freezing cold at first but it gradually improved. When i reached the dock my friend instantly said, “Hey, want to go jello diving?” I must have looked at him with one of the funniest and dumbest faces he has ever seen because he instantly bursted out laughing. “What?” I asked. “Jello diving. The bottom of this lake has two to four feet in depth of thick, gooey muck that feels like jello.” “Sure,” I replied, “But I’m not the greatest at diving. I’m not even sure if I know how to dive.” After a brief demonstration on diving i tried it out myself. It looked so simple but didn’t turn out to be. As i dove in my legs and back curled and smacked against the water. My back tensed up and my legs seized into one position with no movement. This only lasted about five seconds though. I crawled my way back up onto the dock. When i got up there my friend asked me if I was ok while trying to hold back a laugh. I turned around to show him my bruised back. “Oh my gosh. Are you ok. That looks really painful.” “It is,” I replied with what little breath I had. I decided I would jump in instead of dive. My first attempt i completely failed because i was paranoid that I was going to go too deep and then I wouldn’t be