It felt exhilarating.
The wind was ruffling my top, and making my hair go straight up. I could literally feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, and the rest of my body.
But that feeling was short lived.
I plunged down into the water. It felt like a million tiny knives were stabbing my body, because the water was freezing. When I tried to swim up to the surface, my foot got caught on a rock. No matter how hard I tried my foot wouldn't budge. I knew what was happening. I was dying.
I knew it was too late, I had run out of oxygen, and water was going into my lungs.
The last thing I heard was a loud splash before I blacked out.
Uh-oh
Is Ella dead? or will the splash save her?
comment who should save her, or should no one save her?
