It was pouring rain, and the waves were getting really big. The wind was picking up too. I had to get off this boat somehow, but it had to be out of here. I kept water bending my tiny boat as far away as I could, but then a huge wave knocked me out of it. I kicked my legs and flailed my arms. I plunged my head above the water. I looked around. I saw a small island far away in the distance, but then another wave came crashing on me. As I stuck my head above the water for the second time, I water bended me towards the island. Then an even bigger wave crashed over my small wave I made to get me on the shore, and I came crashing over it. Then everything turned black.

I then awoke lying on my stomach on a beach. I was really cold, and I had a very bad headache. I must of hit my head on something. It was still drizzling, so I sat up and crawled up the island and curled up underneath a tree. I laid there, shivering, until I fell asleep.

The following morning, it was cloudy and cold out. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I coughed several times. My clothes were damp, tattered, and worn out. I reached for my air bending necklace, and then realized that I left it in my tent. I sighed. I looked at my hands. They were covered in bites from firebugs, and small cuts. I stood up and felt a sharp pain in my lower leg. I looked at it. There was a big black bruise on it, surrounded by several cuts.

I limped around the island for a bit, until reaching a cave. I went inside and made a small fire, to keep me warm. I hugged my knees. I didn't know what to do. I was hurt, sick, and lost. I looked into the fire. I had a sudden memory of the time Aang and I first met.

I was playing Air ball with my friends after Air bending practice. I kicked the ball a little too far, and it landed over by a group of boy.

"I got it guys"

I called out. I ran over.

"Oh I bet you want your ball back, huh Keita?"

A classmate, Kuzing, held it over my head. He was always picking on the other kids.

"Give it back!"

I reached for it, but being one of the shortest of my age group, I was often picked on for my height.

"Come on Shorty, reach for it!"

Everyone laughed, but then Aang came out of nowhere and grabbed the ball from Kuzing. He threw it to me. I caught it.

" I wouldn't be talking Kuzing, or should I say, Poo-Zing! Seriously, ever heard of soap?"

I laughed, and ran off with my ball.

"Hey, wait up!"

The boy called for me. I stopped and waited.

"Hey what's your name?"

"Keita. What's yours?"

"My name is Aang."

"Want to come play Air Ball with my friends and me?"

"Sure!"

We laughed and ran off. That was the start of our everlasting friendship.

I then snapped back to reality. I put my head on my knees.

What am I going to do?