The Last Week

The Last Week

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I nod and swim as fast as I can. But with the tiny waves and current going against me, it's very hard. When we are almost there, I feel something brush against my leg. I stop abruptly and look down. There at least ten feet under me is a dark shape swimming. It's a shark. The next thing I know, I'm swimming as fast as I can to get to the boat while trying not to panic. Mrs.Fisher is behind me and looking down as well. She pales and starts swimming faster. "COME ON AUTUMN! MOM! GET ON THE BOAT!!" Is all I can hear from Calub, before I hear a high pitched scream. NOTE TO READERS! THIS IS FICTION AND NOT BASED ON ANYTHING FROM MY LIFE OR OTHERS. I'm a new writer and this is the first book I have very written, SO PLEASE BE NICE. Every single week, on Sundays, I'll be releasing a new chapter to this story. I hope you like it!
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Save Me

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

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