Story 7
Almost drowned three times. They all started when something took me by surprise (eg. one time a buoy I grabbed sunk the moment I touched it). I ended up inhaling a ton of water, than panicked and eventually took in more and more water. Those times were really scary, I don't know if anything hurt, it was just sheer panic. Two of them weren't toooo bad, relatively speaking. The third time was the worst and I don't remember getting back on the raft. Friends that were there grabbed me and filled in the details when I came to.
People always say it feels peaceful. In my experience that's only partially true. For the most part it's just panic and fear. However, after a certain point when you basically give up, it is peaceful. It probably only lasted a few seconds, but I remember being calm, reflecting on life, and accepting it.