You could look up some information on waterboarding, which is all over the news right now... it's water torture, feels just like drowning from what I've read.
Well, when I was about 5-7, some of the neighborhood kids decided it was fun to drown me in the river where we had sneaked off to swim after a storm.
About 3 boys or so (older and bigger than me), kept on pushing my head down. I remember flailing and struggling a lot, my lungs feeling like it's about to burst as I kept on trying to push my head up, keep above water and get gulps of air/breathe at the same time (which I could only do in short gasps, as they kept on dunking me). I just felt really heavy back then, but I struggled on.
Eventually, by sheer willpower or whatever force that drove me, I managed to get away from them and wade then crawl up to the shore to safety, where I was panting like hell.
I was trying to find the seabed - I'd got caught in a riptide, so I wasn't nearly strong enough to actually swim against the current, especially since I was a bad swimmer and I'd used up energy panicking. So I was scrabbling around with my feet trying to touch sand. You know on the Simpsons, when Homer's drowning and he says he'll sink down and walk back to shore? That's almost what I ended up doing, because my feet in the sand were the only way I could get enough pull forward to get out of the current. My sister was there with me, and while we clung on to each other at first, she was pretty much the same weight as me so I couldn't pull her out and in the end left her there*. My lungs were bursting, and my eyes were almost useless because they had salt water in them and my glasses were back on shore. My arms and legs felt like lead weights, and I felt like I couldn't do anything at all - until I got a foothold, I was just being pushed further and further out, and I couldn't go forward, couldn't stay at the surface with the waves, but
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Another swimming pool drowning here, I was only a little kid at the time , probably about 6 or 7.
What I remember is actually feeling really calm (possible because I did not realise what was happening.) but also everything felt heavy and like lead. I don't remember my lungs hurting, I was too busy trying to get to my dad in the deep end. Then I just sort of sank under the water and I remeember hering people panicing round me and hearing like a thudding in my ears, but it was sureal because it felt like it was not happening. It then went black and when I came through I was at the side of the pool with the lifeguard and my mam and little brother crying. My Dad did not know what was happening!
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Well, when I was about 5-7, some of the neighborhood kids decided it was fun to drown me in the river where we had sneaked off to swim after a storm.
About 3 boys or so (older and bigger than me), kept on pushing my head down. I remember flailing and struggling a lot, my lungs feeling like it's about to burst as I kept on trying to push my head up, keep above water and get gulps of air/breathe at the same time (which I could only do in short gasps, as they kept on dunking me). I just felt really heavy back then, but I struggled on.
Eventually, by sheer willpower or whatever force that drove me, I managed to get away from them and wade then crawl up to the shore to safety, where I was panting like hell.
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What I remember is actually feeling really calm (possible because I did not realise what was happening.) but also everything felt heavy and like lead. I don't remember my lungs hurting, I was too busy trying to get to my dad in the deep end. Then I just sort of sank under the water and I remeember hering people panicing round me and hearing like a thudding in my ears, but it was sureal because it felt like it was not happening. It then went black and when I came through I was at the side of the pool with the lifeguard and my mam and little brother crying. My Dad did not know what was happening!
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