Can Fish Drown Novels & Stories

His eyes are wide in fear as he is dragged to the bottom at an unnatural speed. Indra can feel her oxygen running out. She has to turn back to the surface to replenish her lungs, but she is further down than she first thought and comes to the terrifying realization that she does not have enough oxygen to get to the surface. She may be immortal, but drowning over and over again is a fate worse than death. Then something black and green flickers past in the corner of her eye. She slowly turns around and looks down the bottom. There's a giant black horse swimming by, and she glimpses someone clinging to the horse's back.

Lying back in the tub, taking a deep breath as I completely submerge myself under the water. My eyes closed and my heart beat slowly. I hold my breath. I've always wondered how it felt to drown. Is it painful? The kind of pain that has you screaming in agony, praying to God that you would do anything to end the terrible feeling. Or is it peaceful? Being underwater. The outside world of silence. Floating there as long as you can, slowly running out of oxygen but you still stay there. Listening to your heartbeat. Feeling your lungs being crushed as it pleads for the one thing that will keep it alive and functional.

I gave up the chance to take over my family's business and spent ten whole years acting as a sports agent for my swimmer boyfriend, Nate. I stayed by his side from his early days to his rise to fame. He promised he would propose to me the day he won the world championship gold. The night of his victory dinner, I eagerly put on a wedding dress. I even invited all our close friends and family to the venue so they could witness the moment together. But as he stood under the spotlight, he looked right past me and his gaze landed on his younger teammate, Lexi, who was smiling brightly and clapping for him nearby. A reporter pushed through the crowd with a microphone and asked on the spot if h

Ahh maybe he's just playing with me. I laugh it off and go towards the pool back of our house. Thinking of taking a dip I jump in the water. I went in deep holding my breath, and relaxed knowing that this time was limited. It is really peaceful. Suddenly I'm pulled out of the water. What the? "Are you crazy? Now you go to the limit of actually drowning yourself?" Blake shouted. Wait, Blake? "You- here? Wait. Drowning?" I ask, confused. "Yes. Drowning. When a person struggles to breath and is suffering, having a near death experience. That's called Drowning!" He replied. Now that I notice he is drenched in water.

Since the pets died due to lack of food from a week of blackout, then, imagine being underwater, amidst marine mammals that simply did not make it back to the surface. It was then, when everyone slept, not giving time for them to not return to the surface, then, those like all aquatic mammals, died inside the waters, floating among the waters of the world will be covered with corpses, showing on the surface, how much something that happened like the lack of movement, in the case of sharks, which needed to move to live, they died there, they forgot to breathe, so they ran out of fish for their sustenance.

Once my head crashed against the water surface, I entered a state of bewilderment. I couldn't breathe. The water was cold, and I nearly panicked, sinking deeper and deeper. My mind restarted only after I saw Aren reaching out to grab my arm. He pulled me up, leading my hands to the rim of the pool. As I surfaced, I formed the strongest grip I could, and I started coughing up water. I was nowhere near drowning, but I wouldn't call staying in that freezing water a pleasant experience…

his voice rasped close to my ear, "most people don't actually die from drowning. Not at first." His fingers twisted deeper into my hair, yanking my head back just enough for me to see the glint of light flicker off the blocks of ice bobbing in the tub. "They die from the fear," he continued. "The terror hits them before the water does. Before their lungs ever give up, their minds already do, making them forget how to breathe. The water doesn't even have to try." Another whimper broke from my throat as he forced me closer to the surface. The mist curled up and kissed my face.

They can't move and the more I stay in the pool the more rigid it becomes. Not knowing what else to do, I close my eyes and say a little prayer within me while allowing the heavens to take care of my fate. I know I won't make it. I know I am dead. Likewise, I find myself beginning to sink deep into the water, doing my best to keep my head up. At one point even my head got swallowed by the waters and I found myself sinking deeper with the water swallowing me whole, and I started to choke. The water covering all my body is now so much that I am starting to feel faint and can barely breathe.

‘So they did come,’ Dina thought while looking at the drowning figures of their supposed attackers within the sea. As non-aqua creatures, they should have died long ago but due to their strength, they seemed to have lasted for quite a while. ‘But in the end, they’re not meant for the sea, magical or not they’re elves and angels, so they’d eventually drown. Not my problem though.’ After looking for Paws for a while, Feral found him lounging about as a fish making him lightly smile. Truthfully, if survival rates were to be calculated, both she and Paws would probably be the ones to have the highest of them all due to their aqua constitution but even they would eventually need food and other th

I can't swim… Am I going to drown? Instinctively, she reached out, desperate to grab onto anything solid, but all she found was the frigid emptiness of the water. Her survival instincts urged her to keep fighting, but her strength quickly ebbed away. Her breaths grew shallow, her consciousness fading as the agony of drowning consumed her. Slowly, her body began to sink, her lips turning pale. Is this how I die? Will beother care if I'm gone? Not far away, Gavin surfaced from the water, his piercing eyes observing the scene with a detached coldness.