When I was younger my sisters and I would go to our grandparents' every summer. We'd always end up in the pool because we all loved the water. I remember one time we were at my grandmothers' on my moms' side and my uncle was in the pool with us. We used to all play in the pool, I'd be the one with the floaties because I was the one who couldn't swim. My uncle and I were playing, he was throwing me in the air and catching me in the pool, he ended up not catching me one time while we were in the deep end and he left me there. I don't know if he missed me while trying to catch me or if he actually just didn't try, he pulled me up after what seemed to be a long time to me, but was probably only 20 to 30 seconds of my trying to swim to the surface. Ever since then I've been afraid of going in a pool with anybody if they get too close and I haven't learned how to swim.