This is another true story my Lit teacher told me she went through. This time, it's about a trip she took with her husband and is what she claims to have been the worst thing she has ever lived through because both her and her husband really thought they were going to die. I'm sharing her story through a first person POV of Seychelles. This is something she has never even told her parents.
Just consider this first chapter as a prologue. The next one will be a bit longer but the actual story will start in chapter 3. Please read the first two, though, because then you can have a better understanding of the tale.
Well, it started when me and Alfred decided to go on a trip to visit some relatives somewhere in the upper part of Southern California.
We like to do this every year, but this one year, my dad had to go first and I had to go up there after him.
Alfred couldn't get off work that easily and we were only going to be able to stay for a few days because he had to come back to work after his few days were over.
That was Mistake #1.
