I believe I can fly {Frankel}

[Knuckles]

Teagan 'Little T' Taifun

you may be knocked down, but not out forever

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ife is a storm thrown from the raging sea. Ups and downs. Twists and turns. Tidal waves roar through the lives of people knocking them off their feet before receding back into the ocean. Thunder and lightning crack at each second. Burning through the eyes of the people as they slowly take cover. Yet at other moments the sea is calm, and sun shines high above the ground reflecting from the water leaving it a perfect day for those who wish to have fun and survive. But today that water and sun as deceiving. From the moment Mina led me up the giant mountain to the top of the rocks, I didn't once think my life would be tethered to a fence. On one side death calls for me begging me to come, and the welcoming sounds so amazing, however, on the other side is life. My family. My friends. Surfing. Mina.

Mina surfed with me. She rode the waves like a pro, and she took me to have fun today. The adrenaline surging through my veins blocked the pain for a while, but it left long ago, and it feels like I've been inside the water for an entire lifetime. My heart weakly quivers inside my chest, and if it wasn't for my lungs expanding against my will, I'm sure I would be dead right now.

My entire body is numb. Even the pain that once jolted through the nerves of my back doesn't exist anymore. Each breath crystallizes before my eyes taking apart of me with it as it floats towards the sky. My soul tries to detach itself from my body, yet the fight to keep going rages on inside me as I use all my strength to keep myself from falling asleep. I heard that death is like going to sleep only you never wake up from it. In this current mess it all sounds so peaceful. So real, and I want to reach for it. To allow it the chance to devour me.

But the moment my eyes close, I can hear her voice reaching through my ears. Every word wraps around my soul pulling me back into reality. She got us both back to the beach, and we're both still alive, but I'm not out of the water yet. Exhaustion floods through me as I force myself to roll over onto my stomach in hopes of getting out of the water, but when I roll over sharp pains shoot through my body causing it all to cease and spasm. Gritting my teeth together, my face scrunches up as I find myself gasping for air. I'm not a doctor, but I can tell something went wrong when I landed in the water, and trying to get back to shore has only made it all worse.

Placing the palm of my hands against the sand in the shallow water, I crawl towards the beach whimpering in pain with every movement I make. It hurts. Every muscle in my body refuses to move, but somehow I manage to keep moving forward willing myself with my mind. The mind is strong when it comes to keeping one alive - all it takes is failure to thrive. But soon I'm lying face down on the sand unable to move. Unable to do anything except speak a few words.

"Mina, help. Please."

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