mrspacebootz

We're (me and a few others of who I can't recall) are in a boat and we're competing with other people of who I can't recall. The objective is to hit one another with a paddle and whoever hits who first, wins. Sadly I get hit and I fall into the water. I remember seeing my breath in the form of bubbles floating ahead of me as I sink farther and farther into the deep blue sea. I remember one thought and this thought only: What if a shark comes and eats me whole?
So I try to swim to the top but the pressure is too immense and all I can do is sink and sink. But somehow I gain the strength to swim to the stop and I do, but as I'm about to reach it I feel the darkness below me start to pull and above me I see a hand. I reach for the hand and it pulls me to safety. I realize it's a friend from my old school. It's weird because she was always a good swimmer but it also makes sense why she's the one to save me.

I never knew if my team lost or won. I will never know and it kind of bothers me, but it doesn't matter, I guess.
After that the rest of the dream was a blur.