Nothing Could Go Wrong
I thought to myself, “ Nothing could go wrong.” Until I nearly died. It was almost six years ago in December. I had moved to Boxford about a month before this incident occurred. I was going to finish the rest of the school year at my old school in Andover, then transfer schools in September. I was in first grade at the time, and I liked to explore. I would explore the new house, looking for secret passages, and places where I could hide and no one would find me. My older brother, Eoin, would sometimes just tag along. I was watching TV one day and I saw a man try to stay alive, in some of the harshest conditions in the world. It was the beginning of December, and we just had a snowstorm that past week. The temperature was cold, a little under thirty-two degrees Fahrenheit. I wanted to be like him, so my brother and I went outside, asking our parents first of course. We put our snow gear on, snow pants, boots, jacket, hat, and gloves on and started on our expedition. We began walking across our yard, but before we were even twenty feet away from our house, my mom screamed, “Be careful!” We each gave her a thumbs up and continued on. We climbed over the rock wall without any harm. Eoin spotted in the distance a humongous rock with an ice pond surrounding it. We played hockey at the time, so we loved frozen ice. We ran over, sliding on the ice. We found a bit of rock that must have broken off from the rock. We played hockey with our feet, using the rock as a puck. After we played hockey we read some extraessay reviews. After that we ran around screaming and having a good time. That was until my brother kicked the rock in the middle of the pond. He ran over to get the rock, and then I heard a crack.
My head went blank. I didn’t even know what was happening. The only thing I knew was that Eoin fell through. I ran as fast as I could, not being scared of falling through. I looked through the giant hole in the ice. Nothing. I was starting to get worried for a second. Only seconds later, which felt like hours, his head shatters the still surface of the water. He screamed,” HELP!” I reached my hand out for him to grab it. He grabbed it but pulled a little too hard. The layer of ice under me cracked. It felt like I was in a dunk tank. There I go, plunging into the freezing cold water. The water burned my skin. I lost a snow boot in the process of swimming to the surface. It was hard to swim with all of the snow gear on but when my life is on the line, I just had to suck it up. As I swam up,( at least that’s what I thought I was doing) I hit my head on something. I didn’t know what it was but I was losing air quickly. I felt it with my hands, and it turned out to be my brother's foot. I grabbed it and start to climb up using his leg. It was too much work and I felt like I was going to blow. So as I learned in swimming lessons, I let go of his foot and started doing the “jellyfish” to get up quicker. The moment my head crashed through the surface, was probably the most relieved I had ever felt before. The water was like taking an ice bath in the middle winter. Once I regained my breath, I Said,” Yo bro, you ok?” He was breathing heavily as if he had just run a marathon. “ Yeah. I’m fine. Is this a dream?” Eoin said panicking. “ Hopefully not, because this would be a sick story to tell everyone,” I said laughing. “Stop laughing and let's get out of this water!” said Eoin. I went to grab the ice to pull on to get out, but about a quarter of the ice on the pond broke off. “ Oh boy. Look what you’ve done.” Said Eoin. “ Wasn’t my fault,” I said, shrugging my shoulders. “ Hey Ross, come look at what I just found.” Said Eoin excitedly. “ I would but a lost a boot and I can’t feel my foot so. . . ” I said. He gave me a stare that almost pulled me towards him.
Eoin had found a branch that we could climb on to get out of the water. We got out, but in a very different state than when we fell in. We ran back to the house as fast as we could, trudging through the snow, with me limping on my frozen foot that I thought would fall off. We made it back to the house and went to the front door. We spammed the doorbell about one thousand times. My mom ran to the door thinking it was something important. She opened the door.” Hi boys, why don’t you…. What happened to you guys?” She screamed. We couldn’t talk. She screamed for my dad and started to take the snow gear off of us. My parents were thinking about calling an ambulance. I could feel the frost melting into my face. At that point, Our hands were on the verge of turning blue. “ I really don’t think we need to call for an ambulance,” my dad said. “ Let’s just get them in the bathtub.” “ Ok, you run up to get the water warmed up, and I’ll carry them up for you.” Said my mom, as nervous as she could possibly be. I literally couldn’t even blink I was so cold. Things improved from here on out. After the warm bath, my brother and I got straight into our pajamas. My mom made us the most delicious hot chocolate I have ever tasted. For Eoin and I, that life-changing moment was already out of our minds. But my parents were worried sick about what just happened. That was my story of what had changed my life. I will be more careful and be fully aware of what could happen next time I do something like this. It still stays with me today, about how things could turn bad very quickly. Of course, we went back there in the summer, to see if paper writing service reviews were still the same. Turns out, the pond dries up in the summer. We walked down into the hole where the pond should be. We looked around. I found my snow boot in the corner where we fell. The rock was there, and the tree that basically saved our lives too.