The Holiday

It was a bright, peaceful morning at tropical hills. Me and my brother Jeff were staying in an old cabin near the Rainforest.

It was the last day of the holiday and we were getting ready to go home. I had breakfast while my brother was doing his usual walk in the track around the woods. I had finished my breakfast and my brother was still not back. something must be wrong he is not that slow. I decided to look for him. When I went out of the cabin everything was quiet. I started panicking. The scene looked strange.
I stumbled deeper inti the woods worried about my brother. But I had to think about my own safety; I marked the trees I walked past. Finally I came to a clearing and I spotted my brother clinging to a rock. he is about to fall into the river. I acted fast and lifted him up and he was safe.