It felt like months drifting on the bare calm ocean, nothing to do but wait, wait for somebody to find us, wait to die, wait for anything to happen to distract us from our doomed fate.
All we could do was sit there and wait for a miracle to happen. My baby brother Luke was so weak and sickly looking, we had no food or water to give him. We were all wasting away to skin and bone the bones in our face were sticking out, our eyes had hollow shadows around them, and ribs were sticking out. As I was sitting on the deck one late afternoon a slight wind began to blow, I felt as if I was going to be blown away in the wind, I was so weak and thin, my eyes started to flutter shut, drifting into a deep dark room of nothing, when something miraculous happened, a drop of wet liquid dropped onto my nose soaking into my dry flakey skin, the a few more Landed on my cheeks, chin, and lips, I could taste fresh rain water, a sudden burst of energy filled through my whole body. I quickly roused everyone to get anything that could hold water and sent them up to the deck, I glanced across to my father an slowly made my way over to him, "papa, it's raining" I said eagerly, he smiled shakily and told me me with his last dying breath to take care of our family, I held his hand and wiped a single tear away from my eyes, " I promise papa" I said softly. His smile faded then he dosed off into a deep sleep never to return. The next day we tossed his deceased body into the ocean, and he was swallowed up by the waves never to be seen again.
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