Post 4 of the Blog Post Challenge
I was standing on the edge of the boat saying my last goodbyes to my family and friends. I had to go on this voyage so my family could get what we needed. We were very poor. My family was relying on me. It felt like all the weight on the family and piled on my tiny shoulders. That very day I was wearing my very lucky sailors hat and my stripy red and white top. I was leaving my relatives to go on a boat voyage to the Pacific Oceans.
As the night fell I became more and more scared as we set off for sail. Our boat was called the ’lucky jelly’. It was old and jagged and was a brown oak color. My job was to catch the fish. At this point of the voyage I really truly missed my family. I wanted to go home.
When the sun rises the boat is awake and a new day has begun. We race to the kitchen to scavenge for anything we could eat. I managed to find a few pieces of bread and a tea bag. After I devoured all that I could find I went to my cabin to grab my fishing gear. My goal was to catch my daily fish so I could solve my starvation problem. In the evening the above looks like a pretty picture. When the ocean is calm I like to sit on the edge of the boat and admire everything around me.
Once the sun has crawled down, I would of finished fishing so the cook can cook dinner. Sometimes when I wait for catch of the day, I like to sit and enjoy it while it lasts. In my mind, I like to think what the day has done to me and my life. Sometimes I have multiple thoughts running through my head, I don’t know what to think. When the fish is ready we race to the dining room to get our dinner. After the feast we get ready to transform into normal people and sleep for the night. As I sleep, the stars a winking at me. At night, the sea is very rough and the wind howls like fierce wolves. The waves are crashing upon the near broken boat. The clouds are glum and the sky is crying.
As the night grows, the sky makes more and more noises. I couldn’t get to sleep.
I woke up to the sounds of the sea. I found myself in the cold deep Pacific Oceans, swimming in the middle of nowhere. “At least I got to my destination.” a little voice cried in my head. I thought to myself, this couldn’t possibly happen to me! I couldn’t spot any other members from my voyage with my beady little eyes. ‘I guess i’m a man of himself now.” My eyes crept around my surroundings trying to spot land. Suddenly I saw a little island not far off from where I must of drifted off in the night. I began to swim rapidly towards the little island. I thought to myself my hat isn’t so lucky after all now.
Once I was on safe land I began to search for food, shelter or anyone that could help me get back to my ship or back home. It was only day three of the voyage and 1 man had already gone overboard. I found a few coconuts at the top of a very steep tree. I had to climb so high that I lost grip and tumbled back to the bottom. My hands felt the top of my head and I soon realised that my very lucky hat had disappeared. I had to think of another plan if I wanted to survive. I found my hat lying on a bed of seaweed. I adjusted it on my head. Underneath that very bed, I found a beautiful chest made of oak and gold. I was ecstatic to open the chest. Could this be the jackpot I had been looking for?
Inside I found a note. It said, you have found a jackpot. You will choose to go back home right now or stay here and wait for someone to come and save you. Remember they might come in 1 year. They might come in 37 months. You will never know. If you choose to stay you can receive whatever you wanted for 56 months. I knew that my family would be worried whatever happens so I decided to go home right that very moment. The voyage was meant to go on for only 1 week. If I stayed and they came in 37 months they would be really worried about me. I thought to myself, my lucky sailors hat is really so lucky after all!
I had entered this writing competition and it rules were that you had to write a narrative.
I was standing on the edge of the boat saying my last goodbyes to my family and friends. I had to go on this voyage so my family could get what we needed. We were very poor. My family was relying on me. It felt like all the weight on the family and piled on my tiny shoulders. That very day I was wearing my very lucky sailors hat and my stripy red and white top. I was leaving my relatives to go on a boat voyage to the Pacific Oceans.
As the night fell I became more and more scared as we set off for sail. Our boat was called the ’lucky jelly’. It was old and jagged and was a brown oak color. My job was to catch the fish. At this point of the voyage I really truly missed my family. I wanted to go home.
When the sun rises the boat is awake and a new day has begun. We race to the kitchen to scavenge for anything we could eat. I managed to find a few pieces of bread and a tea bag. After I devoured all that I could find I went to my cabin to grab my fishing gear. My goal was to catch my daily fish so I could solve my starvation problem. In the evening the above looks like a pretty picture. When the ocean is calm I like to sit on the edge of the boat and admire everything around me.
Once the sun has crawled down, I would of finished fishing so the cook can cook dinner. Sometimes when I wait for catch of the day, I like to sit and enjoy it while it lasts. In my mind, I like to think what the day has done to me and my life. Sometimes I have multiple thoughts running through my head, I don’t know what to think. When the fish is ready we race to the dining room to get our dinner. After the feast we get ready to transform into normal people and sleep for the night. As I sleep, the stars a winking at me. At night, the sea is very rough and the wind howls like fierce wolves. The waves are crashing upon the near broken boat. The clouds are glum and the sky is crying.
As the night grows, the sky makes more and more noises. I couldn’t get to sleep.
I woke up to the sounds of the sea. I found myself in the cold deep Pacific Oceans, swimming in the middle of nowhere. “At least I got to my destination.” a little voice cried in my head. I thought to myself, this couldn’t possibly happen to me! I couldn’t spot any other members from my voyage with my beady little eyes. ‘I guess i’m a man of himself now.” My eyes crept around my surroundings trying to spot land. Suddenly I saw a little island not far off from where I must of drifted off in the night. I began to swim rapidly towards the little island. I thought to myself my hat isn’t so lucky after all now.
Once I was on safe land I began to search for food, shelter or anyone that could help me get back to my ship or back home. It was only day three of the voyage and 1 man had already gone overboard. I found a few coconuts at the top of a very steep tree. I had to climb so high that I lost grip and tumbled back to the bottom. My hands felt the top of my head and I soon realised that my very lucky hat had disappeared. I had to think of another plan if I wanted to survive. I found my hat lying on a bed of seaweed. I adjusted it on my head. Underneath that very bed, I found a beautiful chest made of oak and gold. I was ecstatic to open the chest. Could this be the jackpot I had been looking for?
Inside I found a note. It said, you have found a jackpot. You will choose to go back home right now or stay here and wait for someone to come and save you. Remember they might come in 1 year. They might come in 37 months. You will never know. If you choose to stay you can receive whatever you wanted for 56 months. I knew that my family would be worried whatever happens so I decided to go home right that very moment. The voyage was meant to go on for only 1 week. If I stayed and they came in 37 months they would be really worried about me. I thought to myself, my lucky sailors hat is really so lucky after all!
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