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Chapter One..
My dad had always wanted to take a cruise to The Bahamas. I didn't really like that idea because I was afraid of deep water. I was afraid that the ship we were going to be on might sink and I might drown. My dad had decided he wanted to take that cruise. No matter how many times I told him that I was afraid, he still didn't listen.
The reason I was afraid of deep water was because when I was 5 years old, we had a family vacation out in the beach. My dad told me not to go out in the water right away. I had to wait for them to get ready. I was really stubborn so I went out in the water without my parents knowing. I already knew how to swim, so I swam in about twenty-six feet away from shore. As I was heading back to shore, I all of a sudden felt tired and couldn't swim anymore. I screamed as loud as I could then I started to sink. The next thing I knew, I was laying down on a bed in the hospital. When I got home, I didn't get in trouble because they said almost drowning taught me a lesson. And it did.
So one night, my dad told everyone in my family that we were taking the cruise in the summer. I was so mad that I could feel my head burning. "Dad, why do you really want to take that cruise?" I asked him. He didn't answer. He was too busy telling about what he would do while we were on vacation. I asked him again, this time a bit louder. "No need to yell, Ronald. You will find out the answer to that question this summer." I just frowned at him and walked off to my room and closed the door silently.
I thought about how much I would hate my vacation. How someone might push
me off to the sea on accident and how I would die. I felt my eyes watering. I never knew
how much of a strong feeling I had about dying. I just didn't want to leave my family. I also didn't want my dreams as growing up to be shattered. What does he mean, 'I'll find out the answer to my question this summer'? I thought. How could he say that? Why couldn't he just tell me? Is it like a surprise? Is the surprise bad or good? I repeated those questions over and over again in my head. Maybe Daisy would know. I thought to myself.
But I couldn't ask those questions to Daisy. I was too afraid she might get mad at me. Like last time, I asked her why my dad wanted two boxes of cereal for his birthday. She threw a pillow at me and yelled at me to get out of her room.
Daisy was the kind of person who gets mad when you ask her stuff. She knew the answers to everything but didn't like to actually answer them. And she specially knows everything that goes on in our family. I sighed. "I might as well get used to dad's decisions." I told myself. I crawled into bed and fell asleep quickly.
Chapter One..
My dad had always wanted to take a cruise to The Bahamas. I didn't really like that idea because I was afraid of deep water. I was afraid that the ship we were going to be on might sink and I might drown. My dad had decided he wanted to take that cruise. No matter how many times I told him that I was afraid, he still didn't listen.
The reason I was afraid of deep water was because when I was 5 years old, we had a family vacation out in the beach. My dad told me not to go out in the water right away. I had to wait for them to get ready. I was really stubborn so I went out in the water without my parents knowing. I already knew how to swim, so I swam in about twenty-six feet away from shore. As I was heading back to shore, I all of a sudden felt tired and couldn't swim anymore. I screamed as loud as I could then I started to sink. The next thing I knew, I was laying down on a bed in the hospital. When I got home, I didn't get in trouble because they said almost drowning taught me a lesson. And it did.
So one night, my dad told everyone in my family that we were taking the cruise in the summer. I was so mad that I could feel my head burning. "Dad, why do you really want to take that cruise?" I asked him. He didn't answer. He was too busy telling about what he would do while we were on vacation. I asked him again, this time a bit louder. "No need to yell, Ronald. You will find out the answer to that question this summer." I just frowned at him and walked off to my room and closed the door silently.
I thought about how much I would hate my vacation. How someone might push
me off to the sea on accident and how I would die. I felt my eyes watering. I never knew
how much of a strong feeling I had about dying. I just didn't want to leave my family. I also didn't want my dreams as growing up to be shattered. What does he mean, 'I'll find out the answer to my question this summer'? I thought. How could he say that? Why couldn't he just tell me? Is it like a surprise? Is the surprise bad or good? I repeated those questions over and over again in my head. Maybe Daisy would know. I thought to myself.
But I couldn't ask those questions to Daisy. I was too afraid she might get mad at me. Like last time, I asked her why my dad wanted two boxes of cereal for his birthday. She threw a pillow at me and yelled at me to get out of her room.
Daisy was the kind of person who gets mad when you ask her stuff. She knew the answers to everything but didn't like to actually answer them. And she specially knows everything that goes on in our family. I sighed. "I might as well get used to dad's decisions." I told myself. I crawled into bed and fell asleep quickly.