First Book: Chapter One

I could only breathe in the water that enveloped me. Blinded as failed attempts for air took the shapes of lifting bubbles I felt lost and I reached for something firm to latch myself onto. There was nothing… nothing but water. I blinked and slowly the small rays of light rippling in flowing movements on the surface of the water became dim. A tunnel was forming and I knew what looking into the light was. The last sense that reached my mind was the feeling of warmth and a contraction around my right arm. A rescuer nonetheless my heart recognized and felt security, yet my mind was interpreting the situation to be my doom, and one last blink fastened me to an abyss.
I noticed a casted shadow over me opening and closing with no sound leaving his mouth like he was dumb. The water and pressure I had gathered while drowning began to slowly drain out of my ears. Sound was gradually, but quickly flowing back to me. Sight was blurred and my eyes were very irritable. The person casting the shadow on my face remained undistinguishable from any person I’ve met. He wore a white shirt and at that moment that was all I could decipher and comprehend from my vague vision.
Finally I heard him clearly enough to respond, “Hey! What’s the matter with you?” I didn’t know what he meant by this. I didn’t even know the situation at hand. I said “You t-tell me.”
“Why’d you risk something so stupid?” His voice was erupting with consideration, but was annoyed I hadn’t answered his first question. I paused in thought challenging my self to have some recollection of the moment. “Please, just talk to me!” His gaze pierced my eyes as his pupils were so small they could only focus on me. It was as if his eyes resembled focus, concern, and an impatient demand. “Well I was drowning.”
“Yes, I know I had to get you out of the water! Just tell me if you’re alright.” I could tell his voice was on its way to be placid. I hoped the peace would last.
“I think so,” I began to lift my body up. My stomach twisted as I did and thought was lost. “I just need a,” as I got to my knees I saw how pale my body had become. I started to think about whom I am and what happened recently. Nothing came to mind, but a vision of blurry water and light scattered so lucid. My focus returned to answering the question.
“Just a headache; I need some rest that’s all,” I just wanted this person to shut up. I couldn’t think straight. I wrapped around the thought of not knowing what’s going on. But why couldn’t I tell this person the truth? It’s the first clue to who I am. I didn’t want them to worry. Sadly that seemed to be their current occupation at the moment.
“Don’t lie to me,” I knew it was a man who saved me now. I was oblivious to his deep voice at first apparently to notice the obvious gender. He asked me again, “Are you alright?” This time he was gentle as if he was my father. I didn’t know if I would want him as my father though. I answered as my contemplation began to focus more on the moment, “I don’t know to be honest. I don’t remember anything except for nearly drowning. I don’t know you,” I continued outraged by my unknowing, “I-I don’t know me, my past or what is wrong with me! Please, just let me sleep.”
“We’ll get you a blanket, dry you up and let you sleep in the car. We need to take you to the hospital,” He was quick to say this. My eyes weren’t as irritated anymore. Clear vision was reborn to me. I wish my memories would do the same. Strange how I at first relied on something tangible to save me, but now something that would never be in any physical form is what I think will revive my minds wiped memoires, and rescue me from such frustration.
His face became more visible. His face was tan and wrinkled. His large nose hooked above his lips that shortly followed. He looked old enough to be a father, but young enough to rescue me from drowning. I noticed him crouched down in front of me. He stared at me in wonder.
“Do you need help up?” He asked.
“No, I can do it,” I tried my balance to get to my feet. I felt weak. Maybe due to shock, but I stood on my own.
The sun resided in the late-afternoon sky as I fought my legs to move forward. I didn’t find reason to complain so I staggered toward a green SUV near the dock of the dreadful lake that reminded and mocked me with near-death. Two girls and three boys stood close to the vehicle.