I'm Bearing the Scars

I don't know how old I was but it must have been around the age of six. I was at a swimming baths with my mum and some friends of hers and their children and I walked around the baths because I was bored and then got into the pool that was way too deep for me. I thought I could grab the border but everything was so wet and slippery that I slipped and fell into the water.

I couldn't swim. I tried to call for help but I couldn't cause the water got in my mouth all the time so I just kept on pedaling and just when couldn't stay up anymore and sank down to the ground a man grabbed by arms and pulled me out. I still remember how his kids asked what he was doing with me... I was so scared afterwards but never told anyone. My family still doesn't know it. I think that it marked me a lot because the following years I was extremely scared of death and knew that it could be around every corner. And today I have panic disorder. I'm sure there is a link...

I wish I could meet this man!

GothGrrrl GothGrrrl
18-21, F
1 Response Aug 7, 2007

Wow that had to be so scary.<br />
I am prone to foot craps.You know the ones that affect the arch area under the foot all the way to my toes.When 1 strikes I literally cannot move.<br />
I had that happen to me once while swimming and I almost drowned because of it.So I can totally understand that fear.