This is one of my memories of a river.
One day , I don't know where we were, my family, grandmom, and I were swimming in a river, when suddenly something slithered around our feet. At first we didn't know what it was. Then my brother, three years older than me, screamed. I saw the thing again. It
was brown with a wierd design on it's back, and had a serpentine movement. That meant one thing. SNAKE!! Tame snakes don't bother me, but wild ones freak me out! We all quickly got out of the water and never swam in that river again!
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