There was this one time I was sitting on a beach in Puerto Rico watching three women playfully making their way into the water. Admiring them, I thought, they must be very close friends.
After a few minutes I saw one of the women dancing strangely, close to the water, her arms and legs waving as if she was on fire. She was saying something too that I couldn’t quite make out. I tried to grasp what game they were playing when I realized the woman was screaming for help. I jumped up and ran toward her. “WHERE IS SHE?” I yelled.
The woman pointed to her drowning friend. I dove into the water and swam as hard as I could, but the waves were too powerful for me to reach the rapidly drowning woman. As I’m losing steam, a man thankfully comes to help. Together we saved her life.
–by Sharai Mustatia