The Lake

I fell into a lake.  It was vast and dark and mirky and all things terrible.  I couldn't swim and I had no life vest.  I was drowning.  I kicked my legs and flapped my arms and screamed at the top of my lungs.  It was only me.  Me, the water and the wind.  The water would swallow me and the winds carry my screams with it.  I gave up.  To the bottom I would sink and there would be my grave.  Only the bottom came much more quickly than expected... I stretched out my legs and felt dirt.  I trembled with relief as I stood up.  Alas, this lake was only a puddle.