Stormy clouds surrounding my old rickety boat, lightning strikes in the
background. Looking for shore, food or a ship. Thoughts of starvation and wondering
if I would survive in the deep vast ocean with no one to hear me calling for help.
Seeing small figures floating around bellow me, my heart pounding with fear hoping it's
not anything dangerous or vicious. My boat shaking from below I hear and feel something
banging the bottom of my boat, someone please help me…
Wondering if my family is okay, and if their out looking for me. I miss my family and how
we all have a good bond. I lay down and rest for tomorrow's sunrise and I would carry on to find
home.
I should have listened to my family, I should have brought a map. Now my life is on the line.