Novel & Cerita Drowning Thumbs Up

I had screamed and begged, yet no one came to my aid. A massive wave hit, and the impact dislocated my arm. My limb hung at a twisted angle, blood dripping from my wrist onto the yacht's exterior. My cries grew weaker until I fell completely silent. Zachary abruptly shut off the footage. Color drained from his face as he kept muttering to himself, "This is fake, right? It has to be fake…" His voice wavered, stripped of its usual confidence. Trembling uncontrollably, he quavered in disbelief, "How could this happen? Sierra was a top-tier diver! How could she just die like that?"

Alora crushed Susie Thompson’s hopes completely. She did not know what Jane Dunn that silly girl felt when she jumped into the water, but she was aware of the fear of a drowning person. She was drowning in the water, yet when she opened her eyes, those people outside who were only an arm’s length away from her chose to watch with their arms folded even though they could save her. At that moment, one could only imagine that silly girl’s feelings—the despair she had felt. Susie Thompson refused to leave with him. Uno grabbed Susie Thompson roughly with his iron palm. She was in so much pain that she cried aloud.

Struggling, my arms flailed, but the force held me under, and I could see my legs kicking me downward. The women's faces blurred above me, their voices muffled and distant. My vision darkened, as I couldn't breathe. I'm drowning and no one was paying attention. I stretched my hand, high up, with hot tears pouring out of my eyes and I choked. Perhaps, I should have never trusted their smiles. *** I gave up, and the water dragged my body down, not until I felt a hand pull me up and the pressure released. I broke the surface, panting for air while using my palm to wipe off the water.

Now, I couldn't breathe through my mouth. The water slowly rose until I couldn't stay above anymore, I took a huge gulp of air through my nose as I let the water rise but I didn't give up on the cuff which soon gave in. I swam to the top, ripping off my gag and taking a deep breath but now I had to deal with the hatch. Giving it a few pulls with my right arm wasn't helping but my left had a broken thumb. It wouldn't be useful.

For once, I wasn’t just fighting for my own dignity, but for that of all of the Untouchables—students who had suffered because of the twins’ cruel humor. “Ready?” the same boy from before said, crouching by the edge of the pool. “Whoever holds their breath the longest wins. If you surface, you lose. On the count of three… Three… Two… One!” I inhaled as deeply as I could, filling my belly and lungs, then dunked my head below the water. The sounds of shouts and cheers echoed even beneath the surface, although it was muffled now. I squeezed my eyes shut against the chlorine and let my body go still and limp, slowly sinking toward the bottom of the pool.

Sam's hand tightened on my neck. I was going to die. "No!" My silent scream echoed through the water. He let go of me. Relief flooded me. I surged upwards. A head appeared next to Sam, hissing something at him. Sam put his hand back around my throat, preventing me from surfacing. I was so close to air. To life. I started thrashing. My body moved like it had never moved, fighting off everything around me. Fighting the water in which I was drowning, fighting the hand that was holding me, fighting the encroaching darkness in my head which promised death.

Lucia said with a malicious smile. I couldn't follow, so I stared at her, perplexed. She explained, "Back then, I was the one who damaged my own diving mask, but I had told Raphael the day before that I'd seen you tampering with my diving gear. He said you wouldn't have done anything of the sort, that you were probably just checking, and told me not to worry. "After that, I almost drowned in that dive. From then on, he lost all faith in you and believed you had done it on purpose. Now that you're divorcing Gabe, I thought I'd let you leave with your eyes open!"

However, the onlookers, disgusted by her previous actions, simply stood by the poolside with their arms crossed, watching the spectacle unfold. Cough, cough... "Help... help me... cough... I can’t swim... ugh… save me…!" Fear and dread gripped her heart mercilessly. She flailed her arms, sobbing uncontrollably, while the looming threat of death pressed down on her. A suffocating sensation wrapped around her throat as if it were being choked. She struggled frantically, but her body soon sank beneath the water’s surface, unable to rise again. "Enough! You’ve had your fun watching. Get her out of there before she drowns!"

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

Dickson hurriedly approached the doctor, anxious to know the situation. "Doctor, is everything okay?" he inquired. The doctor responded, "Where did she drown? Fortunately, she was brought in on time! We've saved her. However, she hasn't regained consciousness yet due to water in her lungs." Dickson pleaded, "Doctor, please do everything you can to bring her back to life!" Reassuringly, the doctor said, "No need to worry. Her life is no longer at risk. It's crucial for young adults to be cautious while swimming; it can be a matter of life and death."