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| 8 | 115 | My View more quotes about head">head went under again and again I desperately raised it. |
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| 8 | 112 | I cried out, sputtering, raising my head. |
| 8 | 113 | It was shockingly cold. |
| 8 | 114 | It seemed foul. |
| 8 | 115 | My head went under again and again I desperately raised it. |
| 8 | 116 | I then had my feet under me, and stood up, the fluid about my waist. |
| 8 | 117 | I was then, by a man's hand in my hair, pulled from my feet forward, and again into the liquid. |
| 8 | 118 | It was stinging my eyes and nose. |