For goodness sake how am I supposed to do this
My insides tighten, hesitatingly I step forward.
Wait. I better start from the beginning it's about 2:00 pm at Lake Wakatipu which is cold, even on the sunniest days because it is surrounded by a mountain range. I won't stop bugging my dad about going into the ice cold water. I look at the shingle through the shallow water but as I look farther out I see a deep blue bruise floating on top of the water. I guess even if didn't make it all the way out to the pontoon either a water tractor or a boat will pick me up.
I can hear the scarce beating of my heart as I shake into the water. I'm thinking “I can swim I can swim”. Wait, what? I'm here climbing up the pontoon ladder. I'm stone cold. The worst thing is that I'm only wearing togs. I wish I was wearing a wetsuit I would be a lot warmer I think. Anyway I should probably stop thinking about being cold. Jumping in is like jumping off a cliff except there is more rubbish down where my face is about to go. I wish there wasn't rubbish on the bottom of the lake because that's where I'm going to jump.