The Python Alternate Ending

The giant python squeezed her neck and dragged her deeper beneath the surface of the ice cold water. Charlotte felt weak and helpless from the cold, and her shoulders ached beneath the python's enormous weight. Her lungs were beginning to get tight. She tried to pull the python off but it was longer than her from head to toe and impossible to budge. It was hard to hold her body and juggle the snake, but ballet and kick-boxing classes had helped build up her stamina.

She started to panic even more as she dropped to the bottom of the tank. She tried to pose, but she had cramps in both legs. Her limbs felt like lead weights. She tried to kick her way up but nothing happened. She could see blurred figures on the other side of the glass but nobody came to her rescue. They were going to watch her drown. She felt so stupid. Her parents had warned her it was a bad idea. She hated it when they were right, which was pretty much all the time. Why hadn't she listened to them? …show more content…
She wasn't going to die like this, not in front of all these people. With one final burst of energy, she yanked at the python. The sudden movement took it by surprise and it slid off her shoulders, momentarily beaten. She clumsily kicked to the surface, concentrating on the circle of light. She broke through the water and clung on to the side of the tank, taking huge gulps of air.

"Hair! Lipstick and eyeliner!" A voice boomed. "And will somebody grab that snake?"

Charlotte shivered violently as a group of make-up artists applied more silver waterproof eyeshadow, black eyeliner and mascara. She looked down at her fingers, which had actually turned blue. Was anyone going to ask if she was ok?

A small man carrying a small chihuahua strode towards her. His tiny black beard quivered with anger.

"Charlotte, how many times have I told you not to blink? You've ruined my shot. Again!" He