It was ,may ,24th,2013. It was a sunny day, a time to
go for a lovely fish. I couldn't wait. I wanted to catch
some moon fish!
I know it's hard to find them but I found the perfect
spot where my family used to catch moon fish.
Knowing it was really flat, flatter than it has been in
a while, I still decided to go… now telling the story
I regret going on the water that day.
Well anyways I hopped in the boat and went off.
I know it's not the best idea but still…
We arrived right where we got the moon fish
,then I looked in the distance.
“That's weird” I whisper there this big wave coming…
that's random. I moved a bit closer to the big wave.
I realized then that there was a txunamy I didn’t
realize today was the day that I might DIE but I mean for sure I could survive!
I was hit by the wave. I could just hear my boat
breaking. I tried swimming up for help but it was
hopeless… I finally made it to the top of the surface.
The water was pulling me everywhere!
I did know what to do except go with the flow.
This was the scariest time of my life.
My mind was black I couldn’t think then all of a
sudden I stood on top of a bridge and saw my boat
broken in half.
Life's hard now but I still love it.
!THE END!
WOW! Great work Chanel. Your story has a clear beginning, middle and end that is interesting and relatable
ReplyDeleteVery cool story Chanel. I like how your story describes your day leading up the picture of the broken ship. Thanks for sharing your work!
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