• One word.
    Swiming.
    My life, my love, my heart and soul.
    If you havent figured it out by now, I like swimming.

    I practically lived in the water my whole life. So when I got into high school I tried out for swim team, and surprise surprise, I made the team. Now I'm not very good with people, 'cause their often jerks to me, but these people were nice slash cool. So I became good friends with them. After three years I became quite popular with the people, other than my swim team friends, that liked swimimg.

    So today me and my friend Dean Sanders were racing in the pool so as to practice for the big meet coming up. And we were having fun and sometimes poking each other when the team captain comes in. Vivian Hemlock. She said that we had to get out because the pool was closing. Me and Dean came out pretending to groan and complain about it, when all of a sudden Vivian snaps at us to shut up. Which was strange because normally shes really nice and understanding. Dean wrote it off to stress, but some deep down gut feeing told me something was off. So I told Dean to go on ahead while I went back to get something, he walked off and I ducked back into the pool area. There was Vivian pouring something into the pool. I had no idea what it was and debated on going and telling the princeable, but my common sense won over my gut telling me that it was stupid to worry, Vivian wouldnt be doing anything bad. She loved swimming as much as me. So I wrote it off and left, but the feeling that something was wrong stayed with me.

    A few days later I had forgotten the whole thing and was so excited that today was the day of the meet! This year I was going to be the one to in it all! Last year it had been Ben Thomas that was the guy that won everything, but this year I was determied that the person going home with the frist place prize would be me. The frist six, me, my friend Rachel Hason, and four girls from two different schools lined up. Just a few seconds till the whistle.... Three... Two.. One! The others dived, but that same gut wrenching feeling from before screamed at me not to jump. So instead of going tip of my fingers frist into the clear blue water, I fell back on my butt. The coach came over and was about to start yelling at me when the girls in the water started screaming in agony. They were pulled out of the water in time for everyone to watch the skin melt right off them. People were screaming and running and calling 911..... but I could only sit and stare in horror as Rachel melted before my eyes.

    Later after the abulances had left with the dead girls bodies, when the police came, I fell under supicion for being the only person not to dive right in. They asked me questions and I finnally recalled Vivian pouring the stff into the pool and telling the police. At frist hey were skeptical, but after I persuaded them to at lest talk to Vivian they discovered she was gone, dissapered. I felt a cold feeling in the pit on my stomache again and knew Vivian was going to come after me for not jumping. What had happend to the kind team captain I had known?

    A week went by and no sign of Vivian, some people still though I had done it, but the police were more sure that Vivian was more likely then me. I had been looking over my shoulder all week, expecting Vivian to pop out and attack me. But again my common sense told me I was being ridiculous, so I pushed away my feelings of unease and continued on with my life. On staturday I was swiming in the school pool when I heard something. I looked up to see of someone was there, but I didnt see anyone. So I went back to my practice, the feeling of unease that had been there all week grew stronger, I pushed it down. But I did get out of the pool not to much longer. And again I heard a noise, but didnt see anyone. I asked of someone was there and didnt get an answer. Then when I turned my back someone hit me in the back of the head and I went down. I managed to stay awake but couldnt move. Then I felt someone dragging me back to the pool and my head went under. I fought as hard as I could and eventually kicked the person off me. I came up gasping with water streaming from my nose, mouth, hair my whole head really. I looked at the person I had kicked off and it was Vivian! She snarled something about how I was going to pay and knocked me into the pool again, I dragged her with me. We held each other underwater for so long Vivian stopped struggling. I knew she was dead. I came up for air and began to swim to the egde to pull myself out. But my strenght failed before I could pull myself out. I snak in the water, my vision growing dim, my senses fading. I thought about how ironic it was that the one thing I loved was what was killing me. But then again isnt that how lots of poeple die? Drug addits and such? It didnt matter anymore I was going to die so I relaxed and let the water take me.

    I awoke to bright lights and fuzzieness, and I wondered if I had made it to heaven. Then I thought, Heaven needs more comfortable ground. Then the rest of my sight cameback and I saw that I was in a hospital. It would explain why my head hurt and the mattress sucked. Dean was sitting next to the bed and smiled with releif when he saw I was awake. He told me that he had found Vivian's dead body in the water and dieing me about to go under completly. So he pulled me out and called the hospital to come and get me. I nodded and smiled at him, then police came in and asked me questions about what happend. I told them. Within I day I was able to go home to my family, man it was good to be back in my room. I thought about Vivian and felt sad that she had died, despite the fact she had trie to kill me she had been I good human. Still you dont live among humans without one of them reconizing what you really are. I reached into the tank next to my bed and pulled out a snail, I popped it into my mouth and chewed thoughtfully. Maybe if Vivian hadnt been so hasity with with Water sprite posion those human girls wouldnt have died and she would have killed me. Oh well, they were only human.