-Day 1-
My name is Jones, today I'm leaving for Asia. I'm 15 and traveling on my own. Oh and did I mention it's by boat?
One of my biggest fears is that a shark will attack me. So let's hope to God we don't sink haha.
Well the luggage is all on the boat it's time to get on. I am in room 24c, the room smells like shell fish. It's kinda gross, although I can't complain the beds are amazing! It's like laying on a cloud!
We got called down for dinner, I hope it's taco night! The workers gave everyone a plate with two tacos and a drink. It was a small meal but it was so good!
I went and took a nap after dinner, but I was woken up by the sounds of water hitting the side of the boat. Over the speaker the captain yelled "we are sinking! Women and children get to the safety boats first!" But as he said those last words I watched as he was swept out of the ship by a wave. And so was everyone else on deck. I ran and grabbed my bed laying on it as the waves with God like force took me into the ocean. I watched as the boats light slowly faded away further and further down to the bottom of the ocean.
Then the fear kicked in I realized I was stranded on a mattress in the middle of the ocean. And the sun was already set, I couldn't see anything! Besides people, people were screaming for help but the waves kept taking them further away. I couldn't help. I wanted to but I just couldn't.
They were all gone... I was the only one left. The waves stopped just like a flash of light "boom" the waves calmed.
Without realizing it I had fallen asleep.
-Day 2-
But in my sleep I rolled off the mattress and felt something on my feet. At first I panicked but then I noticed it was sand. I had landed on an island somewhere between North America and Asia. I was safe. Or was I?
