Hours Spent Swimming

The sun beat down on my pale white skin. I could feel the early rays of summer melt into my skin slowly making me burn. I slipped into the cooling, and refreshing water of my back yard pool. Jumping off my diving board, spinning like a tornado the world seemed to rotate at unbelievable speeds. Then I splashed into the void I went. Deeper and deeper I would sink as little white bubbles slowly floated up toward the surface. I would hold my breath for as long as I could. The world then seemed to stop, and all around me seemed still. Only I was in this pool, but I did not feel lonely. The water seemed to wash over my senses, clearing my mind. Time was an irrelevant thing, and minutes seemed to pass like seconds. I was not thinking of anything in particular, if thinking at all. Then my mom's voice quietly at first, but quickly gaining volume shattered me from my trans. I then could smell the sweet aroma of chicken coming from the kitchen inside, and realized I have not eaten lunch. My stomach growled, worldly matters almost instantly hit me again. My day was over already.