By Declan, 11
The day started
any other day. I was driving the express TGV train to New York as
usual, when something terrible happened…
As I was on the bridge,
the rails started squeaking, and the train wobbled and shook.
Suddenly, the train
was free falling into the water that was inhabited by killer sharks.
I grabbed the lifeboat and tied some rope around my wrist. I must
have been knocked unconscious because when I woke up I could taste
salt in my mouth. I could see palm trees.