“Help!” I cried as I tumbled down the red mountain. Blood
poured out of my left arm. I had been hiking when a storm blew over me, the
wind had thrown me over. I was grasping my umbrella, the hard handle mixed with
my cold hands caused my lower arm to be utter pain. I fell further and further,
I glanced down. Water, deep water. I slowly, cramped with pain and nerves
pushed the trigger on my umbrella, would my plan work? Splash! I slowly floated
towards the banks of the pond into the lush green reeds. I clambered out.
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