one troublesome day

Behind my house there is a creek. In the last few years, it has been getting very shallow but four years ago it was very deep. Through the gate that day, I stared at the creek through the fence that I was not allowed to pass. If it were not for my old friend Micheal standing beside me, I possibly could have drowned. I had slipped into the creek after passing through the gate, and could not get out. Micheal ended up lifting me up and out. I ran to my room without my mother knowing and changed out of my soaked jeans. I will never forget that day because that was the day that I could have stopped living.