A journal written in the eyes of jerry from through the tunnel.

Well I got here a few days ago. While walking along with my mum I saw a beach, so I decided to go and check it out. I was overjoyed and started to explore my surroundings. I swam out into the ocean while keeping an eye on my mother. My attention was soon caught by the other children playing, the local children. They were swimming by the rocks. The boys tried talking to me, but when they saw that I could not comprehend, they started to forget me. I watched them jump off the rocks and shortly joined them. One of the locals jumped off the rock and swam to the bottom. After several minutes he resurfaced on the other side of the rocks. Before long the other locals joined him. I tried to follow them under but could not find the entrance. I tried splashing around but they looked irritated, I felt so embarrassed. I watched them again as they kept diving in. This time when they resurfaced on the other side, they got their stuff together and left me alone. I started to cry. I had been rejected by the group of them.

The next day I looked for the tunnel that they went through, it was no use, the salt water stung my eyes. I asked my mum for goggles, I needed them as soon as possible. I ran back down the beach after I got my goggles, this time I found the tunnel. I grabbed a big rock that would way be down and I jumped. I found the hole and started to go in but I was scared back out because there was an octopus in there!! At this time I decided I would spend the rest of my summer trying to get through the tunnel. I knew I couldn’t hold my breath for long enough and so I worked on holding my breath over the next few days.

After a day or two I got a violent nose bleed, I think it was because I spent too much time at the beach holding my breath. I was irritated, but did what I was told when my mother told me that I had to rest for a day. I found that the day of rest actually helped me! I could hold my breath longer the next day. I waited and waited until I was absolutely sure that I could hold my breath long enough before even trying to get through the tunnel, I only had one chance at it.

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