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Keep the Secret... Keep the Friendship
Every person we meet in this life has a story to tell. We don't have to judge them by their appearance, by the way they dress or by the way they speak. Sometimes, they're the ones who can help us when no one else can. They are God's gift to us.
Sounds pretty unique for a girl’s name right?
Ebony Blossom wasn't exactly our friend; we consider her as a classmate only. My best friend Emy and I are afraid of her. She got this short hair that covers one of her eyes, strong muscular build and a very strong aura, that everyone, even the boys were afraid of her.
If she’s not our friend, why am I writing about her? Was she that special way back? I couldn’t say what’s special about her, what were her talents, what sports or music does she play. I don’t really know her – but I only knew one thing about this girl. She’s the girl who saved our lives.
Ebony has only one eye (I don’t know what happened to the other, maybe she lost it by accident, we never asked her). But it doesn’t stop her from saving us.
The Almost Tragic Fieldtrip
It was our first fieldtrip during 7th grade. My mom specifically told me “Don’t go swimming on the pool, okay?”
Well, I said yes. I always say yes to her.
We went to this very enchanting place, a mountain resort far from civilization, where there’s a pool in the middle of a river and looks very inviting. My best friend and I got bored roaming around when we saw our other classmates dipping into the pool. Oh, they look so happy splashing waters and playing with rocks. Ebony was there but she’s just sitting on the edge of a pool and does not have any plans swimming at all.
We really need a swim! So we asked all of our girl friends if they have extra shirt to spare to both of us. Lucky for us, they did.
Emy and I were just playing with the water. We were on the shallow part of the pool. Then I asked her, Em, let’s race to the end of the pool (6 feet deep). I know I can handle myself on deep waters, I can swim a little. I forgot that Emy doesn’t know how to swim. We were nearing the end line when she grabbed my shirt.
I lost my balance; I lost my strength to swim since she kept pulling me down.
I can’t breathe, oh God, I’m starting to say a prayer, starting to remember what my mom told me not to. We keep going to the bottom and I already feel like giving up. I can’t scream, I just keep flapping my two hands above water.
I can still taste the water while writing this memory. When the time came that I was going to faint under water, a strong pull raised me above water. Emy and I were too weak to swim and someone had to drag us away from the deep.
Ebony said, she saw us falling under water but thought at first we were just playing. But when we didn’t get out, she already jumped and swam towards us. Good thing she knows how to swim!
Nobody saw us that time but her. Thanking her was not enough for saving our lives.
We thanked Ebony with all our hearts and asked her to keep what had just happened.
Our Own Little Secret
On our way home, I could not help thinking about what would have happened if she wasn’t able to save us? Will Emy and I go home lifeless?
Then tomorrow the newspaper headline would be “A Fieldtrip Tragedy?” I shuddered at the thought. What’s important now is we’re still alive.
At school, we sometimes tried to chitchat with her. She’s really nice and friendly once you get to know her. We just judged her at first by the outside. She may seem aloof and too strong because of her past. I wanted to show you a picture of her but can’t find any. After that 7th grade, she transferred to another school. We never saw each other again.
When Emy and I talked about high school days, we always include Ebony Blossom on our “Remember When” play. It was our own little secret.
Ebony Blossom and the heroic deed she'd done for us will always be the memory that will keep us together.
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