The water around me was black, cold, and chaotic. It was impossible to figure out what was up and down as the waves pulled me in all directions. As terrifying as that sounds, those details dimmed in comparison to my current struggle to hold my breath. At the moment, the only thing on my mind was the limited amount of air in my lungs. The seconds that went by without taking a new breath, made me realize the real possibility of drowning.

The very thought terrified me. My exhausted body tried to move my arms and legs once more in a desperate attempt to break to the surface to get fresh air. The struggle did nothing more than to dispel the last breath in my lungs. Dark spots appeared in my vision as my body grew heavy and slow. The end grew near and there was nothing else that I could do.

For the first time in my life I prayed. I begged. Hoping that anyone or anything would hear me.

Please! I don't want to die! I'm scared! I have more to live for! Please help me! ANYONE!

Darkness started to close in from all around me. The fear and pain started to diminish as the dark embrace of death crept nearer.

Even as my body began to shut down and accept its fate, my soul cried out one last time.

I WANT TO LIV-

Then it was silent.