Short essay on narrow escape

I was a jolly eleven year old girl who always looked forward in taking a nice swim inside the pool. I was practicing for Anglican Schools Festival where I will be representing my school for swimming. But this is just the beginning of the story. Jessica and I then went to the bathroom to change into our bathing suits.

This is a true story. It is the story of our narrow escape from sudden death. My brother who is handicapped & myself went to Dadar in Mumbai to visit an Aunt. She lived very near the beach. I was just 15 then & my brother 5. We loved going to the beach but normally always went with our mother or elder sister.

I was tied to a chair. ” Sit”, said a rough voice. I turned back and saw a person. He had pale skin, red hair, and green eyes. I kept looking at him. He picked up a piece of chalk and started writing on the wall .” What ?” he asked .

I floated through a warm, sticky ocean of saliva. Dark warm waves washed over me and sharp knives kept trying to crunch me to death. I wasn't tired though, I kept dodging them like never before. I bounced on a pink trampoline (tongue)and tickled it's cheeks until it spat me out and kept on crawling down ther road.