I sighed because of course that is the only thing to do on this miserable boat trip. The captain said that so far the storm outside has not subsided and it is still terrible. I am inside a cabin of a boat that my parents put me on. They thought it be great if i explored the seas and see how "interesting" they were. It was their idea of me getting an insight of what life offered or something. "Maybe to some dumb pirates" i told them. I told them "I'm 18! I'm supposed to have fun with girls and go eat." Eating was always something to look forward to. I ate 5 meals a day at the mansion. Yes, my parents and I lived in a mansion. The mansion is pretty boring so i made it out by spending money on parties and eating.

Suddenly the boat rocked violently back and forth. The captain told me to remain calm. But those were the last words i heard from him ever again. For there was a wave of water hitting the windows and breaking them. On instinct or panic I grabbed a life preserver kit. The boat still rocked back and forth. Everything happened so fast that the next thing i knew i was a tom hanks situation. I was in a raft and looking back i saw the boat sinking. Panicking, I picked a long, thin piece of driftwood and began to paddle but which direction?