Falling Through the Colors

I was falling. I felt the lungs inside me failing. My eyes were closing. I felt like I was going to die. But if I was about to die, why was everything so bright and colorful during the process?
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3 hrs ago. 
I looked in the mirror. It had been exactly 4 months since I have worn a bathing suit, and my family didn't like it if I showed off too much skin. But here I was, with a navy blue one piece. I walked to the edge and had my back face the depths. The space behind was shifting back and forth like crystals, one second blue the next silver. It looked so beautiful, I often wondered why people couldn't stay forever in those depths. Then I wondered, what's stopping me from doing that? I allowed myself to fall backwards, and suddenly I was hidden in the colours. I kept falling to rock bottom, and after a moment I started to hurt. I was falling. I felt the lungs inside me failing. My eyes were closing. I felt like I was going to die. But if I was about to die, why was everything so bright and colorful during the process? As the light turned brighter, I started to hurt more. The light then became too much, and I was then pulled out of the shifting colors. Something pushed against my chest, and I stopped hurting. My mother was staring at me with a worried expression.

"Don't you ever drown yourself in the pool again, Megan."
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