I played baseball in a little league for many years, and typically we'd have a after-season pool party to celebrate. When I was about seven, we had one at residential pool with a deep end and diving board. I truly underestimated how far the water went. However seeing my friends having fun jumping in the water I guess got me somewhat close to dying. Without really knowing how to swim, I jumped right into the water, and landed feet first at the bottom. I stared up at the sunlight and swam to the top. It was only after I got my first breath of air that reality sunk in and panic was a problem. Luckily one of the coaches acted like a lifeguard and saved me mere seconds after I screamed for help.