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Moving Wars
January 20, 2011
The cold water feels like thousands of knives, stabbing every inch of my body, and I feel as if there is no point in trying to keep myself up.
I stop kicking, and my hands fall to my sides. As the water slowly begins to swallow me, I feel angels coming closer and closer, and I swim to them.
Just then, i hear the sweet sound of my fathers voice, calling out from the surface, and I find myself gasping for air...
© Haley L., Anchorage, AK
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