Sandy had a sleepover with a new friend. The next day, they decided they would go swimming. For the first time, she’d get to go swimming without her parents. They were excited. They met up with some friends, and while they were swimming, Angel saw something at the bottom of the pool, “What the heck is that?” Angel said sharply. “OMG! It looks like a person. “I’m gonna go see if their alright.” Tina rushed down to the bottom. She shook him, and he didn’t move. She swam back up in a frantic shock. Sandy knew something was wrong. They called for help. The teenagers on duty only stared at them, while doing nothing but sit on their posts. Sandy and Tina swam under, struggling to pull the male out of the water. Sandy brought herself back up, and yelled “He needs help! He’s drowning. Please help!” Only stares responded to her plea. Sandy looked at Tina and in a snap decision, they decided that with all their might, they would pull this guy out. Sandy felt herself almost drowning in a desperate attempt to save his life. They managed to get his head above water, and only then did a life guard come into action. Two thirteen year old girls, carrying a dead weight twenty year old human to the surface.
The phone rang a little past 1:30, “Mom… I’m … I want to come home.”
“Is everything OK sweetie, what’s up.”
Sandy proceeded to tell her mother what happened, “Now their sending everyone home, and I need to talk to you.”
“Come home right away.”
Sandy walked up the driveway, and rushed into her mothers arms breaking down. Her mother comforted her, and said, “Go take a shower so you can get yourself warm and cozy.” When Sandy came out, her mother was waiting for her in the kitchen. Sandy could smell the calming smell of mint tea. Her mother turned at her and said, “Sit dear, let’s talk.”
Sandy sat with bloodshot eyes, and traumatized. “I just can’t get that image out of my head.” Sandy shook her head in turmoil. “You did a good thing sandy.” Her mom grabbed her hand empatheticly.
“I just don’t get it… Why wouldn’t anyone help him?”
“Sometimes honey people aren’t prepared for things like that.”
“How can you not see a big blob like that under water? How many people swam over him before we found him? I want to know who he is.” Sandy piled thoughts on top off thoughts at her mother, but with no true resolve, her mothers face hardened and she responded, ” You know honey, these are all really good questions… But honey you and your friends did do some thing?” Sandy nodded her head. “Yeah .. But before us.” “Oh honey, I’m so sorry.” A silence fell over them, and her mother did the only thing she knew she could and let her know, “You know Sandy, I’m proud of you. If he survives, your a hero, and if he doesn’t you’ll always be that girl who tried to save him to his family.”
“That’s just it mom. He … He had no heart beat. Mom he was…” She shook her head and let tears drip down. She knew in her heart of Harts, he’d passed.
“The staff made us leave before we could make a statement.” Sandy stated. That brought a concern into her mothers head, they are trying to protect their mistake.
The next day:
News is on the radio speaking of the boy, who was almost saved by the “STAFF” at the pool. A day that will leave Sandy forever traumatized, and changed. An establishment under qualified to handle a real life situation.
“In the light of a moment, give credit where credit is due. “
It is in this experience, that Sandy learned, no one really is there to save you in your most dire moments. She learned to think deeper then herself. She discovered life.
It is of great disappointment, that an establishment would put children’s lives in the hands of teenagers. More so, that they would recognize their mistake, and instead of handling that, they take credit for someone else’s deed. Everyday heroes are among us world. Everyday they live, they breath and react in dire situations. It is in those moments, that they become the hero. Untrained, and unskilled they tried their best.
The nightmares won’t fade so quickly, that face will forever burn in the back of her mind. Is it even truly OK that they’ve fallen through the cracks. NO!! And maybe the establishment isn’t safe. Considering, the true story is being hidden, whether it was drown related or not, what about the kids who were shouting for help? That is not OK, I could no longer take comfort in my children’s safety knowing that when Sandy screamed for help, many times, she did not get it. Only a villain has the need to cover that mistake up.
(Apologies on editing. As of lately, my time is limited.)