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C'mon Kate we don't wanna miss the bus!
I heard screamed to me by my best friend Alex as I walked through the halls as my high school. It was the last day of school and I was very excited but sad at the same time. My freshman year was over and I was going on a sailing trip with my dad. The bad side is going to be gone all summer; we were sailing across the pacific to Hawaii and then on to Japan and then back. Following my friend I got on the bus and had a very boring ride home, considering there were only five other people on my bus. When I got home I took a shower and got ready. Then I said goodbye to my older brother Wes and my younger sister Rainie. By then my dad was getting impatient to be on the road that would be a 2- hour trip to the dock.
When we got there we loaded our things and slept aboard after grabbing some burgers from the tiny Dairy Queen. The next day we sailed, the water was beautiful and I had never seen so clear a day. I then took my first shower in two days, I stank like fish, looking in the mirror I saw a short teenager with cropped brown hair slightly sun bleached. My green eyes stared out at me looking tired and stubborn. After I got out of the shower I went above deck. Four days later the radar said a storm was coming our way.
"When do you think the storm will be here?" I asked.
Looking out onto the horizon I saw a huge dark thunderhead coming our way.
"Soon my father replied. "
The boat was lashed down in preparation I went into the cabin and read my favorite book The Hobbit. 30 minutes later the storm hit. I went into the kitchen and I got out a carving knife to slice some meat for a ham sandwich. My father walked in and I went to the tiny table and ate my sandwich. All of the sudden the whole boat shook like we had been hit by something. My dad fell back against the counter and screamed.
I turned in shock the carving knife I had left on the counter was buried hilt deep into his back. Blood was coursing down his back saturating his blue polo shirt. The boat shook again; sitting there in horror I watched as he took his last breath shuddered and died. Horrified I ran up on deck just as the boat shook again and then I was swept away and knew no more. When I woke there was a dim light and I was laying on what seemed like and very short twin bed. Standing over me was a short figure with brown curly hair.
" Who are you? And where am I?" I mumbled. Then before I lost consciousness again I heard,
"My name is Bilbo Baggins and this is Hobbitton."
C'mon Kate we don't wanna miss the bus!
I heard screamed to me by my best friend Alex as I walked through the halls as my high school. It was the last day of school and I was very excited but sad at the same time. My freshman year was over and I was going on a sailing trip with my dad. The bad side is going to be gone all summer; we were sailing across the pacific to Hawaii and then on to Japan and then back. Following my friend I got on the bus and had a very boring ride home, considering there were only five other people on my bus. When I got home I took a shower and got ready. Then I said goodbye to my older brother Wes and my younger sister Rainie. By then my dad was getting impatient to be on the road that would be a 2- hour trip to the dock.
When we got there we loaded our things and slept aboard after grabbing some burgers from the tiny Dairy Queen. The next day we sailed, the water was beautiful and I had never seen so clear a day. I then took my first shower in two days, I stank like fish, looking in the mirror I saw a short teenager with cropped brown hair slightly sun bleached. My green eyes stared out at me looking tired and stubborn. After I got out of the shower I went above deck. Four days later the radar said a storm was coming our way.
"When do you think the storm will be here?" I asked.
Looking out onto the horizon I saw a huge dark thunderhead coming our way.
"Soon my father replied. "
The boat was lashed down in preparation I went into the cabin and read my favorite book The Hobbit. 30 minutes later the storm hit. I went into the kitchen and I got out a carving knife to slice some meat for a ham sandwich. My father walked in and I went to the tiny table and ate my sandwich. All of the sudden the whole boat shook like we had been hit by something. My dad fell back against the counter and screamed.
I turned in shock the carving knife I had left on the counter was buried hilt deep into his back. Blood was coursing down his back saturating his blue polo shirt. The boat shook again; sitting there in horror I watched as he took his last breath shuddered and died. Horrified I ran up on deck just as the boat shook again and then I was swept away and knew no more. When I woke there was a dim light and I was laying on what seemed like and very short twin bed. Standing over me was a short figure with brown curly hair.
" Who are you? And where am I?" I mumbled. Then before I lost consciousness again I heard,
"My name is Bilbo Baggins and this is Hobbitton."
