RE: House of not my Dreams

I was in Junior Secondary School (JSS2). My school took us for an excursion to Ikogosi Warm Spring in Ekiti State. I was so excited though because that was going to be the first time an excursion was organized ever.

On getting to the venue,we were given ground rules not to go into the deep and stick to the shallow end of the pool. A lot of people wanted to swim; I wasn't even interested.
I just stood there (at the deep end though) watching my friends and a lot of seniors enjoying themselves and showing off different strokes.... I couldn't swim anyways.

Then, I was pushed hard into the water and next thing I know I was way down and it felt like i was suffocating. I tried to scream but with every trial, water filled my mouth. I trashed my arms a lot in the water hoping I'll at least reach the surface for air, nothing.

Then, I faintly heard the coordinator telling everyone it was time to leave and go back to the bus, what😨!!!! No one knew I was down here? I don't know how but I was able to grab someone's skirt as she tried to leave the pool and I didn't let go; I held on so tight. That got her to notice there was someone underneath and she called for help.

That was the last thing I remembered until I opened my eyes and saw a lot of people above me, starring; some scared and some angry. The most important thing was I was alive and no longer in the water.
Whenever I see a mass of water, it takes me back to that point. I can't close my eyes under the shower for long; I open them after few seconds to remind myself it's just the shower and I can breathe 🙈

That was the last time an excursion was organized....till I graduated though, because I don't know if the rules changed. But, our principal wasn't too happy with that.

PS: the person who pushed me never confessed.