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Danger at Round Rock River
by Caroline Alderson
04/28/04
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“You can’t go down there by yourself, Sherri. It’s not safe.” Sherri’s adopted father pleaded with her.

“I’ll be fine, dad. I’ve been white river water rafting for five years.”

“Not alone, you haven’t. You always have at least one other person with you. Be sensible, Sherri. I don’t want to lose you too.” His wife, and Sherri’s mother had died 5 years ago; that’s when Sherri had started learning how to raft. She supposed she could dull the pain, while on the river.

“I’ll be alright, dad; don’t worry.” As he stood just inside the door, Sherri slung her bag over her back, on top of the backpack, and walked over to her dad. Kissing him, she took off out the door, to her car.

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Sherri was paddling down the picturesque river, enjoying the scenery, in her canoe. Summer was almost upon them, and the birds were hovering in the trees singing. There were flowers everywhere, up and down the riverbank. It was so lovely out here. She took pleasure in being on the river. The peaceful ride calmed her nerves; until the white water came. She loved to take risks and fly down the river at neck breaking speeds. Her life being in danger was such a rush, knowing she would get out of it. She knew it probably wasn’t a great idea to take such risks, but she couldn’t seem to help herself, after the death of her mother, whom she so dearly loved.

Up ahead, Sherri noticed two women somewhere around twenties, or thirties on the bank calling for help. She hesitated, wondering what she should do. She was all along, and didn’t want to take risks of that sort. Going against nature was one thing, but people, she didn’t trust as well. They were women, so maybe it would be okay. The two women didn’t look dangerous, and she didn’t see any weapons. Maybe they did need help. She didn’t think they would harm her, so she paddled over to them in her canoe. Arriving at the bank, Sherri asked, “What’s the problem, ladies?”

The two women reached for her canoe and pulled it on the bank. Without warning, they grabbed her and hauled her over to their canoe. “We need someone to go down the waterfall, so we can see what will happen, in case we fall down it.”

“What?!”

The women began taking rope and tying her inside on the bench.

“What are you doing?! Stop! Let go!” Sherri struggled and tried to get away, but there were two of them, and she couldn’t defeat them. “Why are you doing this?! I didn’t do anything to you! Let me go!”

They wouldn’t listen to her, and tied the boat behind her boat. The two women jumped in and started paddling.

Sheri struggled with the ropes endeavoring to get them loose. The knot was behind her, and was so tightly around her, she couldn’t get to it with her fingers. If only I had my knife in my pocket, she thought, I could get free. She put her knife inside of her backpack thinking she wouldn’t need it in the canoe. All of her things were in the other canoe the women were in. Sherri sighed. What a mess she was in. Should she have listened to her father? Could she get out of this on her own?

Soon, Sherri heard rushing water up ahead, and began to become worried. In whispers, she prayed, “Oh God, help me in Jesus name. You are my Protector; I trust You to give me the wisdom to get out of this. Thank You for hearing me. “ Peace swept through her emotions and mind, and though she had no idea how she would get out of this, she knew God would make a way of escape where there seemed to be none. Jesus is the way, Sherri thought to herself. He is the Way.

Thoughts came to her of going over the waterfall, her canoe crashing, and her flying down the water and hitting her head on a rock below, crushing it and she died. Or, the water sucking her down into the depths, and her not being able to swim back up, and drowning. Stop that! She commanded herself. I cast those thoughts down in Jesus name. I will get out of this, in Jesus name! I hope. No! I will get out of this, in Jesus name. He will help me … even if I am an idiot and made a huge mistake coming out here on my own.

The women untied the canoe Sherri was in, and left her there, and then paddled off across the river to the bank, to watch to see what would happen to their prey.

Sherri quickly looks down into the canoe, to see what she can find to get her out of this. A paddle would be nice … a knife … something to get her out of this mess. She sees oddly … a spatula, that won’t work, mosquito repellant … useless, a whistle … that wouldn’t be fast enough even if someone were around, but the tackle box could have a knife, and rope … maybe. Oh please God. Reaching to the tackle box, it not being locked, she opened it, and looked inside … seeing a sharp dagger, and a curled up rope. She ignored the rest.

Hearing what sounded like a waterfall up ahead, Sherri knew she only had a little time to do this. If it worked … Swiftly, grasping the dagger, she cut herself free, and then gripped the rope. Taking the rope and turning it into a lasso, she was able to toss the rope over a tree, or try … the lasso missed, and she pulled it back in. One last try or she was a goner. She had no idea if she would survive going over the waterfall; she would rather not have to find out. Twirling the rope, she tossed it hurriedly over a different tree.

Succeeding, she jerked it tight, and then swung herself over the boat and into the water, holding onto the rope tightly, as the rapids tried to yank her toward the waterfall. She heard the women yelling at her, and figured she better get going, and out of the water as fast as she could, because they might be wanting to come after her.






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