A Story with a Chance of Fate The giant anaconda wrapped its thick body around Kelsies waist.

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A Story with a Chance of Fate

A Story with a

Chance of Fate

A Story with a Chance of Fate

The giant anaconda wrapped its thick body around Kelsie’s waist.  Its grip grew tighter and tighter, suffocating her every breath.  The reptile turned its sinister head toward its victim and almost seemed to mock the helpless teenage girl.  It green eyes stared at Kelsie with an evil twinkle, as if it took great joy in squeezing the life out of her.

        Kelsie was indeed helpless.  She couldn’t even scream.  When she tired, only a weak, frightened squeak came out of her mouth as the last few gasps of air were forced from her lungs by the merciless snake.

        What a way to die, Kelsie thought, closing her eyes for the last time.

        “Hey, Mom!” shouted Wyatt Hagerman, bounding into the kitchen.  “I got an A on my writing assignment and …” The fourteen-year-old boy stopped in mid-sentence when he saw a worried look on his mother’s face.  “Something’s wrong, isn’t it?”

        “Your sister had a very frightening experience today.  We just got back from the hospital.”

        “What happened?”

        “Kelsie was with her class at the science museum.  They were in the reptile room, and––well, you know how bold your big sister is.  They asked for a volunteer, and she naturally stepped forward.  Then they took this big boa constrictor out of its cage and let her hold it.”

        “It was the scariest day of my life,” declared his sixteen-year-old sister, as she walked into the room.

        “Are you okay now?” Wyatt asked, concerned.

        “Yea, I am now.  But this morning I thought I was going to die.  The snake curator put the boa over my shoulder, and I held it with no problem, even though it was heavy and moving around more than I would’ve liked.  Then Chiara––you know, Little Miss Priss––screamed and fainted for some apparent reason.  That freaked the snake, and it began wrapping its whole body around me.  Meanwhile, the curator wanted to help Chiara, because she hit her head on the edge of the table and was bleeding.  So now everyone was freaking out––including me.

        “The boa squeezed me harder and harder.  I tried to pry it off, but every time I got one section loose, the rest of it squeezed tighter.  I yelled at the curator for help, but he couldn’t get the snake off me.  I was really scared, because I could hardly breathe.  The curator shouted for help, and Ted and Mickey came over.  The three of them finally pulled the snake off me, but by then the boa squeezed me so tight that I fainted.   They took me and Chiara to the hospital.  I was okay, just a little sore around the ribs.  Chiara needed five stitches in her head.   I guess she never knew a snake would be that big.  I presume, after looking at that snake, she developed some sort of phobia or something.

        “The Curator was very upset.  He said the boa had never behaved like that before.  Apparently, they always make sure the snake is fed before it’s handled, because the foods make it sluggish.  The curator assumed the snake had been fed but it obviously wasn’t, so it was hungry.  Then, when Chiara screamed and shouted, the snake became agitated and began squeezing me”

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        Wyatt leaned against the kitchen wall and shook his head. “This is unbelievable!” he exclaimed.  “Look at me.  I’m trembling all over.”

        “Gee, I didn’t think you cared the much,” Kelsie responded.

        “No, I’m not talking about you,” What said.  He handed his sister the paper he had been holding and said, “Look at this.  It’s a story I wrote for English class last week.  I got an A on it.”

        She glanced at the title: “‘Squeeze’.  Ummm… so?”

        “Go ahead and read it, Kelsie.”

        

Kelsie Hagerman walked through the dense jungle, a feeling of doom lurking in ...

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