It was 4:30 am and Raymond was putting his supplies on his boat. It seemed like a pretty nice day so he decided to get a head start on his fishing. A few minutes later, his boat was ready to sail. He turned on the motor and went out to sea. He always loved the ocean. In his childhood, he and his dad would go fishing every weekend. He always looked forward to it. One day his dad was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors said he would only have a month to live. He went into isolation. He loved his father and couldn't bear to live a life without him. In honor of his father, he became a fisherman. Raymond was out in the middle of the sea. His brown hair was blowing in the wind. He breathed in the fresh smell of the sea. Snapping out of his other world, his fishing rod started to move. He reeled in the fish but it got away.
"Damn." Raymond yelled. He needed to catch a fish so he could make some money. After about 2 hours, he caught 15 fish. Raymond decided to head back to shore. He started up the motor but it wouldn't turn on.
"It can't be out of gas. I just put some more in today!" said a confused Raymond. He kept yanking at the thread. It just kept clunking.
"What the fuck is going on." Raymond was starting to get pissed.
Just then, something smashed up against his boat. The boat started to rock back and forth. Raymond's supplies started falling and breaking. Some of the fish he caught ended back into the water.
"NO NO NO!" yelled Raymond.
Raymond started to feel the boat go upward. He looked around and noticed a puncture in his boat.
"Crap, this boat is going down." Raymond said in a worried tone. The boat was going down fast and he needed to get out of there. With no way out he jumped into the water. The water felt like knifes against his skin. It was fall and the water was pretty cold. Raymond stared hopelessly at his sinking ship. Not only did that boat cost a fortune, but he was almost positive that he would die. Raymond started swimming to the direction of the shore. Only problem is that he didn't remember which direction the shore was in.
"Which direction…oh god….oh god now! I'm lost! I'm going to die!" Raymond started sobbing. He didn't even have a family yet. He was afraid of dying. He never considered himself a religious man he never knew what was after death. His mind started to blank out.
Come on! Stay with it Raymond! You got to get out of this!
Raymond was blacking out. He was trying with all of his strength to stay in reality. Then he just gave up and his eyes started to slowly close. His body was floating there in the water.
I'm going to die.