I closed my eyes as five men lifted the red mat. I am on it. I'm thinking the three don't s: don't fall, don't trip, don't drop me. I'm on the red mat in a swim suit. My dad, my brother, Zach, my brother's best friend, Dave, Dave's dad, Mr. Dee, and my Make a Wish coach, Danny: I know their names because I'm trusting them with my life. All of these people are helping me to achieve my wish.
I wished upon a star that one day I might swim again. September 3, 2011, my wish came true. I was like a fish returning to a fish bowl. When my body first touched the water, I felt that I was safe. I was safe because I felt the love from each person holding me. I felt relaxed. It was the most relaxed I have ever felt.
Floating around the pool, I could feel the water touch my arms. The water was warm and the waves sang a song to my whole body, "boom-ba, boom-ba, boom-ba". It was as if the water was hugging me hello. As I floated, my mind was watching a slide show of pictures from the last time I remember swimming with my brother and sister. I wore a vibrant multi-colored two piece. It was my favourite. My siblings and I were playing splash, unfair advantage, two girls against the boy. It didn't stop him from beating us. Saturday, the water felt like home. The pool used to be my best friend and nothing had changed.
I will see my old friend again soon. I'm going swimming again and this time, I am more excited than nervous.