Part 4: A Tragic Christmas Eve

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Part 4: A Tragic Christmas Eve

Today is Christmas day! Everybody was having a fun time on this because of Giorico and the memories we had in the previous years. I mused about my family activities. How they died. I can't imagine them drowning in the water. I shed a tear. All of my classmates were looking at me. "What's wrong Ricca?" Hannah asked me.

"Um, noting. Just proceed." I replied. Everybody continued having a good time with each other. The same thought in my mind repeated over and over again. It couldn't stop.

I peered through the window. There was nothing but a vast ocean with no land. I felt really bad for no reason. I felt like I wanted to put a letter in a bottle; I decided to do it. I hid the bottle in a place I couldn't even remember after 30 minutes. (That sounds so dumb...) I couldn't even remember what I wrote on the letter. If the person reads it, I think he or she will think of me stupid. I wanted to stay happy. I went out from my classroom and suddenly a boy was running and knocked me down accidentally. "What the?" I said. It was Paul. I made a very serious face to him. He got practically scared of me. "Sorry for knocking you down," Paul was actually mumbling and talking in a fast manner. "Well see ya' later." He continued running. "I litterally scared him..." I said. I was wondering why he was running.

I looked for a place to hide the bottle. I finally found the perfect spot, under the Jackfruit tree. I went back to my classroom and I played with my classmates. I was still not happy at all. After a while, somebody whas at our door. It was Juan, my friend. He gave me a bottle. A very strange bottlethat looked so familiar to me. "I found this under the Jackfruit tree. I think this is yours," He said to me. I was practically dumb at the moment. "Um, thanks," I replied. I hid the bottle again around the restroom. I think I'll forget it again. I was still sad at that moment.

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