#WritcoStoryPrompt16
She held on to the fragile branch with a death's grip as the roaring water threatened to drag her away.
She gasped, the bubbling swirls entering her mouth. There was no hope left. she was screaming and was asking for help but there was no one to listen her .
At last she came to a village but she was in a unconscious state so, she could hardly understand where she was. That time a old fisher man could see her flowing...