so close yet so far away...

chapter 8

I was on my way..... across the sea and maybe to my watery grave ,dunkirk.  The boat making a small trail behind it from the propeller. I caint get any closer miss the driver said , thats fine can I take a life boat? Sure... he said it so sweetly. Then I heard a weird sound like a motor I looked up to find a german plane heading straight for us. The plane flew up a little what was it doing? Then it dropped a bomb I didn't know what to do I jumped into the water the bomb hit the small boat blowing it to Pieces oil leaking into my clothes I swam as fast as I could the bomber came back now firing bullets setting the oil on fire the fire coming closer and closer to me I dove under water trying to swim away I got away finally almost out of breath. Help! Help! Help! I yelled I lay there trying to stay floating  the tide pulling me towards dunkirk what might be my watery grave how did I get here? Why am I still alive.... no answer just quiet fire still burning in my soul to get revenge for carters death...  I dont know what to do anymore.