Our Lagoon
Summery:
Two young children are marooned on a tropical island paradise in the South Pacific. They learn to depend on each other while discovering to survive with only nature. Without either the guidance or restrictions of society, emotional feelings and physical changes arise as they reach puberty and fall madly in love. "I need you, I have always needed you. Just you and me, with our lagoon."
For future reference this story is going to contain sexual content so don't start to read if you can't handle it.
Preface
The wind shook the boat fiercely and tears spilled down my cheeks while the waves continued to crash around us. I looked back at the ship burning to pieces behind us. Turning back to Angela who held both of us tightly under her arms, I cried over my now lost parents, my belongings, and my home in Boston. Hours seemed to go by and I shook relentlessly. Harsh temperatures came upon our small boat and we three stayed close together, huddling for warmth. The boy, Edward, who was just a year older than my 9 years of age, squeezed my hand. I became aware that he was holding it tightly and crying softly. It seemed that my sobs were also still flowing freely.
As I looked up to the moon I wished that my parents would live and that when we are rescued I will see them again.
Be happy again.
The retched feeling in my heart continued to assault my body and mind. Visions of the shipwreck repeated. My father's calls to save me from getting away. My mother's fingers slowly untwining with mine.
Her sobs.
Where would we end up? Would we live on this boat forever? Would I ever see Alice again?
I wrapped my arms around my shaking form, holding myself together.
The last thing I remember is looking into sad forest green eyes and another gentle yet shaky squeeze of my hand.
"It will be OK," Angela whispered before my eyes closed and I got lost in the dark sky.
Tell me what you think.
