The Big Swim

She felt so heavy, as if she were made of metal and weighed 200 tons, and lifting her arms to cut through the churning water was the most herculean effort.

How did this even happen—why was she struggling here all alone, barely able to move her exhausted limbs or take a breath without evil water going up her nose and trying to kill her?

With one final burst of energy, she flung herself through the nasty water and grabbed onto the first thing she touched, which turned out to be her mother’s hands.

“I knew you could do it, Emmy, yay—you swam across the whole pool!” her mother exclaimed with pride.

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Written for Greg’s Four Line Fiction.