It came out of nowhere from a blank stare. The seizure gripped me. Once it release me, I was in a dream state. I couldn’t see or move. Every minute or two, I would have another short seizure. When the seizures ceased, I drifted deeper into the dream. Reality and time slipped away. I was beneath shallow, dark water. My parents tried waking me up, but all I could hear was faint voices. They moved my body and tried to irritate me out of the dream. All I could feel was a floating feeling beneath that water. As time passed the dream turned into a nightmare of darkness. Nothing my parents could do, would work to wake me up. Now and then, I would talk in a half awake state, they took this opportunity to give me a pill that my neurologist said would make me sleep, but stop the seizures. This seemed like 45 minutes into the nightmare. The medicine set in and I was gripped by paralysis. The water in my nightmare was getting deeper. I was trying to swim to the top, but I couldn’t move my arms. It felt like my breathing was slowing and the life in my body was ceasing. Then a hand reached down to pull me out of the water. Just as I was getting to the top, I broke out of the dream, into reality for a few seconds. to me I was trying to wake up, to my parents, it seemed like I was having a full body seizure. One and half hours into the nightmare. My grip on the hand slipped and I fell back into the water. They tried even harder to wake me, but nothing worked again. My breathing slowed to a few breaths. Before I knew it, I was floating into the E.R. My parents had put me into the car and rushed me to the hospital. I was floating down the hall to my E.R. room. The nightmare got worse every time a doctor or nurse tried to wake me. They tried sternal rubs, but that sent me into a spiral of seizures in my nightmare. Two hours in now. Once again, I was sleeping under that dark water. A hand reached down once again. This time the hand was clothed in light and gripped my hand with a firmness, that I haven’t felt before. The hand pulled me straight out of the water and up to reality. It felt like a gust of wind was on my face as I woke up. I was shocked, as one would be after a two and a half hour nightmare. I was finally awake, The E.R. room confused me at first. I remembered where I was now, back at the hospital. I had a similar episode a few days before this episode. Eventually,after a CAT scan, they got me back up on my feet and I left the E.R. The nightmare behind me now. I was awake again, I was myself, and I was alive. No matter what this affliction throws at me, I will always rise above the challenges it presents to me. Eventually this will come to an end and I will be able to move on with my life and carry this experience as a new way to overcome trials.