The water and waves are crashing all around me; pulling me under. Attempts are made to reach the shore, but the harder the fight, the fiercer the waves. I am going under. The shore is in sight and looks so lovely; the sun shining, the palm trees so tall and vibrant, yet the escape isn’t happening. The water violently takes me under, tossing me in the cold waters, beating my body on the harsh ocean floor. Panic has taken over.