Narration: Breaking Through the Ice
It was Saturday night, the night of the New Year's Eve party. I was extremely excited and nervous. At the party I was expecting to see my ex boyfriend Brian, who was in college at the time. I was eager to restore our estranged relationship. We had dated when he was a senior in high school the year before. He was the best-looking guy in his class with his wild ebony hair and vicious green eyes. He carried himself with a finesse that would arouse the most unwilling woman. Brian had a savvy smile and a flare that made him easily approachable. I made sure that my appearance was exceptionally flawless. I reviewed myself in the mirror and smiled because I was having a great hair day. I felt beautiful. I made the last revisions on my make up and hair, and then hurried downstairs to help set up for the party. I passed my brothers on the way to the kitchen for something to drink. They were sitting on the couch watching MTV and talking about the girls that were coming to the party that night. Jimmy, my older brother at age twenty-one and my younger brother Andy who was sixteen were both strikingly attractive. Jimmy looked similar to James Dean with long hair a
It's shocking to think that a few minutes before I fell through the ice, the ending adolescent relationship was the most important tribulation in my life. It is a revelation knowing that I could have died that night not knowing what I know now, or ever will know of life. There are experiences that enlighten a person's point of view on what is more significant in life. I have learned from this experience that it could be worse just when I think that it can't be. This experience has also brought a closer and deeper relationship between my older brother and me, a truly significant relationship that will last my entire life. It is truly baffling to think of how people take so many chances with their lives. I know from actual experience how very fragile the human life truly is. I thank God for sparing my life and giving me the strength to break through the ice. All of a sudden, I heard someone's phone ring from across the lake. I thought that the caller must have the wrong number because it was pitch black across the lake. Nobody on that side of the lake came to their lake houses at this time of year. Our family was one of the few families who lived at the lake full time. Before I could look back down, my foot slipped on the slick seeping water on top of the ice. There was nothing to grab a hold to and nothing but the ice to break my fall. As I fell into the ice-covered lake, my back scraped the edge of the dock. I could feel the sting from the ice cutting my legs and body as I went under the water. I must have swum in a diagonal direction when I was retreating to the surface, because I found no opening where I fell in, no air, only myself trapped under the ice. I began to panic; I must have screamed as I fell in, because I didn't seize enough air into my lungs. I tried to find the outlet where I broke the ice by falling in, but I was wasting time. I decided to smash through my icy antagonist. My adrenalin must have kicked in because I swam up side down and kicked the ice. Each failure of breakage through the ice made a sound like a piercing echo, each thrust was exhausting, and after the fourth attempt, I kicked through the ice. The freezing gulp of air was a savior that I could fall to my knees and thank God for. I was drained of energy. My boots were so heavy and my legs were so tired that I couldn't even kick my legs to keep my body from going back under the water. On the boat dock of my parents' house I was deviously thinking of how I could hurt Brian as much as he had hurt me. I was encumbered with rage. I could hear people talking and having a wonderful time up at the party; I began to sob. I tried to hold my tears back as long as possible. I sulkily plopped down on the dock and stretched my leg over the edge of the dock to put my foot on the ice. At the edge of the dock the ice was a little loose, and I began to nudge the ice with my foot, making a min
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Approximate Word count = 1952
Approximate Pages = 8 (250 words per page double spaced)
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