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The water was cold, shocking my entire system as the currents plunged me deeper into the depths. The urge to struggle against them was strong and yet my body's exhaustion reared its ugly head.
I was sinking deeper and deeper, my hand reaching out to the light I could see beyond- light that I knew was the surface. I was running out of breath as flashes consumed my mind.
Is this my....life flashing before my eyes?...
It was a daunting thought, one that urged me to keep fighting despite the smiling faces of my girls and new found friends. The image panned to my mother and father who cheered for me on my graduation day whilst my grandfather raised a whole beer bottle that he had somehow gotten into the venue. Not that anyone could stop Sawyer Haren from doing whatever the hell he wante
