I swam and swam and swam until I was out of breath. I clung on to a piece of sharp wood.
1 HOUR LATER
I see a tip of something sharp looking pop out of the water and go back down very quickly. Some sweat comes down my forehead. I swim away from it fast, but I thought I had enough time. I was so scared I didn’t feel the sharp teeth sink into my skin like needles. I soon feel it. And then I wake up, my heart racing like a horse. I go downstairs to get some cereal. I feel like the luckiest person ever.