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RE: 'The Disturbed Lake' - Steemit Story Chain #17 Where You Write the Story and 100 Whaleshares for the Winner

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Part 2:

A baby was there alone, sitting on a mini inflatable pool Flamingo. The toddler could not have been more than 1 year old. Old enough to be sitting, but definitely not old enough to be in the middle of the lake alone. As shock takes over my body, I scan the rest of the lake.... no one in sight. How could this happen I ask myself? Is this my imagination playing tricks on me again? Where are the parents? Without hesitation, I run towards the lake and set foot into the lake. Luckily I realize that the edge of the lake is not too deep. My heart is pounding, I'm shaking but my body is rushed with adrenaline. Fight or flight, no time for more questions or being scared. All I could think of is getting to this baby and bringing him or her back to land.

As I get closer, I realize... it’s a doll. A sense of relief comes over me, but then reality kicks in and I realize that I have gotten into a deeper part of the lake and I can't swim.