Now I can't exactly realize what happened. I was jumping in the pond and oops... Where was I? I was shoked. I nearly jumped out of my skin. I stammered every second with a thought that I was in the beak of a heron.
My breath was caught. That could have been the last minute of my life. I was absolutely speechless - no doubt - I even wasn't able to utter a word in such an awkward position. It's not a word for it. Nevertheless I tried not to lose my temper, but in vain. I seethed saw red, in my mind I called names of this heron. Of course, my death could have been on heron's conscience. I tried to strain every nerve to escape. I was red as a beetroot. Unfortunately, that brought any benefit.
What could I have done else? The only thing that I wanted was to save my life. So I squeezed heron's neck to smother it. I am not a miserable coward, that's without doubt, but at that moment my heart missed a beat. I panicked and kept cool. The result of this life and death struggle was evident.
Thanks God I'm alive!!!
What happened to the heron would remain a secret to everybody. Is it alive this is a question.