#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 couldn't swim.... but her death won't be painful.
If she tootook one hand from the branch she will trample into her DOOM! she let go of the branch mistakenly and she wawas in the water gasping for air b8t not for a while because she figured she could control water