Chapter 22: Escaping from the Sharks

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12: 17 PM

I quickly ducked and tried to dodge the shark. I was lucky, some might say. But the shark managed to bite a chunk of skin off my arm near my wrist.

"You okay Claire?" Carrie asked sympathetically

"I'm alright, took a chunk of skin off my arm. Anyways, duck when I say so. We'll see if they can bite the rope for us." I answered.

Right then the other shark lunged at us again.

"DUCK!" I yelled

We both ducked and to our luck, the shark cut the rope. We were now free of the rope the bounded us together. We swam as fast as we could to the edge of the tank. I grabbed the edge of the tank. I pulled myself up, and reached down to help Carrie up.

"Thanks." Carrie blurted out, gasping for air.

We scurried off to find Larry and Jack.

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