When I was seven I almost drowned in a swimming pool. I was swimming with my dad's friend an his children. I didn't really like swimming, but that day I was enjoying it. He had warned me not to leave the shallow part, but later I disobeyed. I was getting comfortable. The water kind of spinned me and I was seeing the surface, but I couldn't reach it. In my mind, I gave up and at the same time I was hoping somone would notice. This bad experience is still very fresh in my mind, and it happened for about ten seconds. Luckily me dad's friend suddenly raised me from the water. I disliked swimming more.