[MrMalphisto]

I went river rafting, and it was a lot of fun, until it came to the last turn, which I missed because it was my first time going river rafting. Then, my raft went smack into a thorn bush, and I fell out of my raft. I was quickly carried down the fast-flowing river, which was shallow, so rocks scraped against my legs, back, and head. I screamed for help, but there was nothing anyone could do. The river was flowing too fast for me to be able to get up, or stop moving. In the end, I managed to hang on to a large rock on the left of the river. I pulled myself up onto the rocky shore, and found my way back to the rest of my family. To this day, I still have the cuts and scrapes all over myself, a constant reminder of that day.