The water was cold.
I took a deep breath, and jumped into the dark abyss. Ice filled my lungs, pushing all the air out. I strained my eyes to see but it seemed like I was stuck in a realm of shadows. I struggled to stay afloat, the currents pulling me down. I felt helpless, my legs as stiff as a board, completely numb. I tried making my way through the darkness but my hands were numb and refused to move. That’s when I started hearing the voices.
Through the inky haze they called out to me, analyzing my goals and actions, criticizing, a symphony of questions. All my senses were focused on the voices and suddenly I felt drained and even more useless (if that was possible). I felt the water toss me around like a rag doll, no control over any of my motions. Their words were bullets, painting the canvas of my heart in hues of hurt and self doubt.
The water was still cold.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I saw a small orb of light in the murky void and focused on it. I watched it grow bigger and bigger till it consumed me, filling me with a sense of hope I thought I’d lost. Suddenly, the voices stopped.
The water wasn’t as cold anymore.
–Anika Gururaj 10D