Ceelea
Chatty Member
I had a scary quicksand experience when I was eleven years old. The thing I remember most was how cold it was, so I can imagine how others have died from hypothermia if they're not rescued in time.I was scared of anacondas and quicksand. Worried about each of them a lot. Genuinely thought they were going to make life very hard to navigate and that I would almost certainly die as a result of one of them. I’m pleased to say that touch wood so far neither have actually caused me too many problems!
My brothers and I were exploring along a riverbank one day when I went to get a bit closer to the shore and stepped out onto a sandbar. Suddenly I plunged into the stuff up to my knees. At first I was more annoyed getting my jeans and gym boots wet and dirty when it struck me that I was still sinking. I screamed at my brothers to help and by the time they found me I was up to my hips.
They told me to stop moving, but I was so scared and panicky I couldn't help struggling. At least I stopped sinking by then, but I was pretty much stuck and freezing even though it wasn't that cold a day. I was wearing a poloneck sweater over a T-shirt, but I was freezing from my waist down and my teeth were starting to chatter.
They managed to pull me free after a few minutes where I thought my shoulders would be dislocated and then it was a long cold walk home and straight into a warm shower.