The Island Survivor
The icy water lapped around me , Skye and Ebony, in the far off distance the sun started to rise, would we make it?
I sat in front of my mirror, putting on the powder I was forced to wear when in public. I sighed and reached to catch the glass perfume bottle that was slowly sliding across the dresser due to the ship slowly swaying on the waves. "Carmen?" by mother barked" what are you doing with my perfume? I was believing you didn't like trying to be a lady?" Oh no. "N…no mother I swear I wasn't playing with it, it was sliding across the dresser. Umm I'm going to go play… ok?" I said jitterly. "fine." My mother sighed. Whew my mother can be kind of strict. She believes the first class women are supposed to set the standard for everybody else to follow. How that evolved me, a twelve year old I had no idea. I walked slowly and lady like with my hands folded in front of me out the door. Once I escaped from my mothers stares and into the hallway I started running , having to hitch up the heavy skirts in front of me so I didn't trip, I made my way thorough the bustling passengers and into the dining area and to the bow. "Ouf!" I fell to the ground along with the girl that I bumped into. "I'm so sorry." I stud up and held out my hand to help the girl up. She toke it and said "its ok, my name's Skye, what yours?" she smiled, she had brown hair and brown eyes , and looked about my age. "my names Carmen….." we continued talking until I asked what her favorite hobby is " ha-ha if I told you, you would think I'm crazy!" Skye laughed. " it's ok if you don't want to tell me, but I love anything with horses" I laughed along with her. Skye's mouth dropped " your kidding me right, cuz that's mine too!" Skye gasped.