It is a hot summer day.

I am about five years old. It is a hot summer day and we are at the beach. I am wearing my favourite polka-dotted swim suit. My hair is tied up in a neat pony tail. I am playing at the shore collecting sea shells, making sand castles, and giggling as the tide washes away my efforts and tickles my feet. I look over at my mom. She is in her white sun hat as she lays on a towel. Her brown hair tumbles down her back and her eyes are a beautifully untainted green. She smiles at me and gives me a slight wave. I wave back happily and continue to play in the water. After a few minutes pass I feel my hair on my shoulders and realize that my hair tie has fallen into the water. I quickly follow it till the sea water hits my hips then as I reach for it a strong wave comes and my head goes under. I don't know what has happened because I have quickly become disoriented. As the tide resides I am able to take a gulp of air. My eyes sting, my tongue is salty and I have become terribly frightened. That's when the other wave hits me. Again I am lost under the water. I begin to wonder why my mom hasn't come and lifted me out of the water. Why hasn't she helped me, hugged me, and sung to me all to make me feel better? Where is she? I make desperate movements under the water, flailing my arms and feet. I come up for air again but this time I'm coughing and chocking and it isn't long before I am pulled under. This time I am tired of sinking and flailing and breathing and thinking, so I give up. The sense of urgency is gone. I no longer feel the need to breath but the fear is still there. The fear of the darkness under the waves, the fear of monsters in the depth of the sea and finally the fear of being alone. Lost in my five year old worries I see a flash of light and I find myself on the beach. I am wearing my favourite polka-dotted swim suit. My hair is tied up in a neat pony tail. I am playing at the shore collecting sea shells, making sand castles, and giggling as the tide washes away my efforts and tickles my feet. I look over at my mom only this time I don't continue to play in the water. This time, I run to her and give her a kiss. ~