As I look at the water all I can picture is drowning. Gasping for air, moving my body in any way I can, just to stay afloat. As I look up past the shining sun, I see a group of people just standing at the edge of the water. No one moves. I call out to someone, anyone but get no response. It's as if I'm invisible and no one can see me fighting for my life. Water over takes me and all I taste is salt, I rid my mouth of the water to call for help again. Again the people just observe my inevitable death. I don't feel like fighting anymore, its too hard and no one is helping me. I'm going to lose. My lungs are burning as the salt eats away at them. My head is pounding as each wave pushes it down deeper and deeper. I'm crying but it doesn't show, my eyes have all but been blinded by the ordeal. Finally I give in, I stop moving and as I do, nothing hurts anymore. I feel weightless, the fight is over. I lost, but it doesn't feel like I've lost. I feel free, for the first time in my life, I feel free.