fishfreak44
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Last year on my 13th Birthday my dad took me to an inland dive spot, because he knew how much I wanted to learn to dive. It wasn't really a certification class we just kinda took a crash corse and got in the water. On my first dive ever we went down with our instructor about 40ft to the bottom of the spring to see if we could find the four, eight foot nurse sharks that dwell there. Well, we did and proceeded to pet and stroke them. It was incredible, I grinned and felt my regulator start to fill up with water! I didn't know that pressing the dumb button on the front would clear it out, so I panicked. I signalled the instructor that there was an emergency and that I needed to go up. She grabbed me face and we shot to the surface. I was sure that my lungs had exploaded. (You know those beginning dive videos, they totally freak you out.) Luckilly the instructor didn't take me up until she was sure I had fully exhailed. Needless to say I was a little lerry to go down again right away.