I slid down the pipe, slimy with slippery moldy, algae like a silky, green carpet. Water began to tumble down like a giant waterfall, I must move, FAST. Quickly I crawled along the bottom of the pipe, green water splashing up against my ripped jeans, my tiny silver horse shoe necklace banging in a beat on my chest. Carefully I swam through the murky water as it began to get deeper. Strongly I pulled myself through the water, higher and higher it rose, less and less current, more and more regret and for the first time I questioned myself weather or not I would live.