Michael is slowly losing grip of his ball, he's falling into sleep but he knows that he needs to stay awake otherwise he will sink and go down down down. He loses his grip of the ball and his arms go weak. He floats on his back. Going into sleep he can feel the water splashing on his body. He's relieved and thankful that he can finally rest but still in the back of his mind he's thinking of the sharks. It almost feels to him that if he tenses enough that he's not alone but he will always be scared, freezing and hopeless as long as he is in the deep and cold water. Suddenly he falls into a deep deep sleep.
By Lydia
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