It was a perfect day for a day at Sentosa. Even though we were early, the beach was already full of people and we were lucky enough to find a spot underneath a large coconut tree for shade. Ravenous, Eddy and I ate our breakfast in a mere five minutes. We were about to change into our swimming trunks when Mum stopped us and reminded us that we could not swim immediately after eating. We decided to build sandcastles and compete with each other to see whose was nicer. I was so engrossed in building my sandcastle that I did not noticed that little rascal Eddy sneaking off; leaving me a message in the sand, telling me that he had gone swimming.
I was about to report his mischief to my mother when there came a blood-curdling scream from the sea. People were running in different directions and I stopped a man to ask what was happening. He explained that there was a woman who was attacked by a shark and hurried off. My first thoughts were directed to Eddy, who was still swimming in the sea. Part of the sea was stained crimson-red and it was not long before I spotted my younger brother playing happily with a few boys his age, unaware of what was going on. A few men were running into thewater, probably the fathers of those kids Eddy were playing with. I thought that one of them would rescue Eddy but to my utmost horror, he was ignored by those selfish fathers who ran out of the water as fast as they could, after saving their own sons. I immediately dashed into the water and swam towards Eddy who was starting to cry after being left alone. Suddenly, I saw my father rushing towards us and shouting, “Michael, look out!”
I turned around and screamed when I saw the man-eating fish advancing towards Eddy and me, rapidly. I hurried on and cursed. My father who was holding on to a surfboard, started to hit the shark with it. The shark lost interest in us and turned to face my father, who was still attacking it.
“Michael! Get your brother out of there immediately!” my father...