Whenever my mind travels over the past event of my life on the 5th of December i start to have goosebumps. During my holidays my parents and i went to Malaysia and there i almost escape from death. In the west of Malaysia, there is the cobra which is the most dangerous and venomous one. This snake prefers to wander in cool places such as rivers, streams where it appears most often in the afternoon. In addition, the most surprising thing is that there are plenty of fishes there, so, whoever goes there should watch out for snakes which are deadly. It was then that one day i came face to face with a cobra while fishing with my brother Harry.My brother and i came with our mother in a estate where he had some works. Harry who loved fishing asked me to accompany him to the nearby stream.
There we saw water snakes which seemed harmless. Then one day i came close to death that i never tried to fish again.A cobra which was lying in the grass with its tail in the water but was hidden in the grass. As i put my hand in the water, i felt something rough, thinking that it was a fish i tried to pull it out of the water. But it resisted violently and to my great horror, my heart missed a beat, a cold bead of sweat ran down my spine, it was the cobra. I at once ran for my safety. My brother who was not far away ran for my help and took a stick to beat it. But suddenly i felt a terrible pain and realised what happened.
