Christian

Freezing My Butt Off…

Every day, but not often, we would go swimming in ice cold water. I would try and come up with a fake slip or a cough as I shiver into the horrifying water, pale skin shrinking as my skin goes numb. The water pulls me in. I scream as I stagger on to the rocky side of the pool. I walk into the changing room as the breeze runs through the holes in the wall. I walk back and have a melting moment from my lunch box.

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