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Published: 2021-01-05 17:40:05 +0000 UTC; Views: 1645; Favourites: 12; Downloads: 1
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Description I held onto him with every breath I had left in me. My eyes, blurry from the tears and surrounding waves, shrouded in messy blobs of color and unfocus, my lungs taking advantage of me, holding me at bay, pleading for me to reach the surface. Air was all I had craved, feeling it’s tightening, suffocating embrace posses me, break me. My brother. I couldn’t save him, I couldn’t hold onto him anymore, I had mustered with all the might I could, a fight that was a losing battle and yet I struggled against all odds. He was gone. My paddles, my boat, my dad, my brother, all brought to the darkness beneath us, unforeseen appendages with clicking teeth and blind eyes having surrounding where we had drifted, their cries seeming to echo so close yet so distant, bubbles, red pooling around my feet, I had every intention of giving up and yet I persisted with doubt, I heaved and swam, my muscles losing strength my spirit breaking confidence; this was it, the end of everything I once knew. Clinging onto what little remained of any viable surface I could touch, all I could realize in that moment was how valuable what I lost truly was. Something so important, so ingrained in my day to day, taken in an instant by the unforgiving laws of the unknown.
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