This is my recollection of how I may or may not have handled the situation, I know the odds were set against me, the tides are heavy and i feel like taking a swim. The doubts and fears cross my mind, but I am at the pool with my bathing suit on and wrapped in a towel. Lucky for me I have no need to hold onto the rails or fear being carried away by the glare of the water, but it still bothers me, for i know that my younger brother is behind me, and though he hasn't changed yet, he seems to want to push forward and take a swim ahead of Me.

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