body. The body was facing upwards, and she immediately realized that the boy was still breathing and alive. She couldn't quite see his face because it was still dark. She held on to his chest and started swimming. She used all her remaining strength to swim the boy back to the beach front. The strong waves kept pushing her in the dark sea. So she held on much stronger on the boy making sure that she didn't loss him. She swam faster and faster. She didn't give up; she swam against the strong waves in the middle of a typhoon, until finally she reached the beach front. She dragged the unconscious body of the boy on the sands going to a safer place. When she reached it, she immediately laid him down. She looked carefully at him. She pitied him deeply. She checked if he was still breathing. She felt happy and relieved when she realized he was still alive. Looking at the boy, she