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I was five and running fast away from my parents, just did not understand the word stop. As I ran I was just trying to get around that long wooden things called a breakwater, just wanted to run through that puddle on the end, it only looked to be an inch deep and ran into it and whoosh, down I went, tried to breath and got a lung full of salt water disgusting, then I remember looking up seeing a giant hand come down and yank me out, boy was I sick, relieved and happy, for my Fathers hand saving me, but I could not even smell seawater for a long while after that without feeling sick

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