Gone Swimming

Swimming!

I waited 3 years to go swimming. I would have gotten a pool in my backyard long time ago but somethings funky with [Where I Live] Rules. But I begged my Dad, well more complained, that I really wanted to go swimming. And, we were gathered around the dining table and so my sister threw a glass of water on me. Then my dad did. Then my other sister did.

Then, the following day after that, my dad got us registered at YMCA - a swimming place - and after that we ate at IHOP. And then, we bought clothes [Went Shopping!] and then we finally swam.

Guess what, I drowned! I'm 5'2'' and I drown in 5 Feet Deep. Psh.

So, I stayed at 3 feet and learned to swim.

What a day.

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