There's this river that flows near my house... At least I consider it as a river. But it looked kind of like a drainage or waterway of some sort...
My brothers and I and our childhood friends, we used to play there. We fish, we play, we cross the river a lot using the cylindrical bridge, we jumped across, we play Styrofoam boat there.
Once I almost drowned there. But obviously I didn't because if I did, I wouldn't be in front of this computer writing about it. I didn't know how to swim back then, and I couldn't really recall what happened clearly. As far as I can still remember, we were playing somewhere near the edge of so-called river, when I stepped on the grass at the end, which i thought was solid ground underneath it. Guess I was careless, and yes I paid the price... I was beneath the surface in a matter of seconds. Panic, I frantically waved my hand and my bro grabbed it and pulled me up.
I couldn't imagine if I were alone on that day... *gulp* Came home wet, guess what happened next? Of course I got reprimanded. Huhu. How i miss those carefree days!!!
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