Given up on

Chaper 3

"Shit!" I mutter under my breath "what am I going to do?" I do the only sensible thing there is to do, lay on my back and hope for the best. There is no point in praying, that would just be a wast of air that I need and there is no point swimming frantically and getting tired. I'm just going to float till I find land or till I die...who am I kidding I'm not going to find land I'm going to die a horrible death, there is no fast easy death out here for me no matter what, it's going to be slow and painful, I just hope that I stay afloat and drown in my sleep.

I look down at the water, something is coming up towards me, what is it? It's coming up so fast! The Unknown object popped up right next to me, I take a good look at the bright yellow floating object and see a small rope, and well that rope must be there to be pulled. I pull the rope and it slowly starts to inflate into a small yellow boat. I quickly climb up into the boat feeling like I'm a living snow man but happy because now there is a small bit of hope for me to survive.

It's starting to get dark and the temperature is dropping, I know the best way to stay warm is to take of my wet clothes but I don't wanna be found naked, i guess I'd rather be naked and alive than dead and clothed. I take of my shirt, shorts, bra and underwear then curl up in a ball with my clothes laid out flat in the blow up boat hopping they will dry out. The rocking of the boat seems to be making me very sleepy, not sick and that really does seem unusual, I lay there and let the waves rock me to sleep.