Sarah shoved me roughly into the pool. I tried to fight back, but her strength was too much for me. Instead, I held onto her arm tightly as I tumbled back, causing her to fall in with me.
We plunged into the water, my gown weighing me down as I struggled to keep my head above the surface.
I never learned to swim.
I tried screaming for help. Each time I opened my mouth, it would fill with water and drown out my pleas.
Sarah, too, was crying and yelling in hopes that someone would come to us. She was thrashing around in the water, just splashing me the more she struggled.
Panic started to settle in as my skirts grew heavier and I was having a harder time catching my breath. I couldn’t keep myself afloat any longer, my limbs felt full of lead.
My lungs begged for air as a burning
