I was seven years and could not swim. He had gone to school, but the insecurity that characterizes me I had kept trying to swim where he did not walk and so had no idea. The pool had many children, many children who swam and were on the side where it covered. I simply grab the curb of the pool like a tightrope, trying to pretend that she was tired and so no swimming. Then I got tired and left. I dressed and got to wander around the pool. Someone told me about from within, or so I thought, and then I was falling.
For several seconds I was under the water, eyes open, scanning the short end of that agony as he observed the legs of the other kicking toward oxygen. I could not
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