Ten – year – old, my cousin took me fishing by the river. Shortly after we started fishing, my float sank suddenly. I thought a big fish had bitten the hook and called my cousin to help me pull the rod together. But then I saw a vague figure emerging from the river. My cousin let out a terrified scream: “Run! That’s not a fish! It’s a man – eating
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On the highway, I had the cruise control on, but then I found that the brakes didn’t work. No matter how hard I stepped on the brakes, the speed remained at 100 kilometers per hour. Ahead on the right was a large freight truck. And on the left, there was a white car crawling at a snail’s pace in the overtaking lane, running parallel to the freight truck. My wife