My older sister Rachel was was babysitting some kids down the street and she invited me to come over. When I got there, She and the kids were at the neighbors house swimming in her pool. I joined them. Now, at that time, I had had some swimming lessons but I was by no means a good swimmer. And I NEVER went near the deep end of pools. But this day as I was hanging onto a float, my sister dragged me to the deep end which was 8 feet. She wanted to show me that I didnt need to be afraid. Then she wanted to help me work on my swiming so she pushed the float away from me. I panicked. My sister tried to pull me to shallow water but I was to heavy and I went under. I tried hard, but I couldn't get to the surface. At first, I could hear my sister screaming, "She's drowning! She's drowning!" Then everything went still and quiet. I didnt hear a thing eventhough there were three other kids swimming and shouting in the pool. At first I was scared but then a great peace came over me. I didnt even feel the need to breathe. It was as if I could breathe underwater. Then my life flashed before my eyes kind of like a slide show. I saw a lot of my favorite memories. Afterwards there was a pause as if I had to make a choice. I remember thinking, "I don't want to die. I don't want to die." As soon as I thought those words I somehow found myself on the surface facing the opposite way I had been when I went down and I was doggy paddling without even knowing how.
I said, "Help! Help!" But all the idiot teenage girl who lived in that house did was come to the edge of the pool and hold out her hand. Of course I was too far away to reach it! Guess she was afraid to get wet! I went down again and the biggest boy my sister was babysitting swam to me and pulled me to the side of the pool so I could get out. Then I went straight home and just layed on the couch for the rest of the day. When my mom found out what happened she was mad at my sister but I never blamed her. She even couldnt sleep that night, (neither could I cause everytime I closed my eyes I was back in the pool) and she said how sorry she was. I told her it was okay. After that I felt at peace and was able to sleep.
That one event changed my life. Back then I saw church as boring thing my mom made me go to, but after my near death experience I loved going to church and thanking God for all my blessings. I truelly believe my guardian angel was with me when I was drowning and because I wanted to live, I was saved. I will never ever forget that. The only other long lasting effect on me from that day is I am deathly afraid of deep water and won't go anywhere near it. But it's not such a big deal. I am just glad to be alive today and so grateful that I was given a second chance to live. And I am not going to waste it!