I made a big mistake when I decided to scuba dive.
I'm caught on some rocks and I may not survive.
It was very foolish of me to risk my neck.
I was looking for a treasure from a shipwreck.
This may be the end, I have very little air.
I'm too young to die, this isn't fair.
I can see my entire life flashing before my eyes.
How will my family cope with my horrible demise?
I only have about two minutes of air left.
I'm struggling as hard as I can to free myself.
I just freed myself and I'm heading for the surface.
I came pretty damn close to biting the dust.
Thank God that I was able to save my skin.
I swear that I'll never go scuba diving again.