Light has been my main priority for the past days. Finding it is the key; it will give me the strength to carry on. All I need is just one small ray of sunshine, one small ray of hope, and just one word of comfort.
Everyone here is keeping to them selves, keeping their sicknesses from others trying to be a small helper. If they really wanted to help, they could comfort the mourning, help the sick, and give prayers.
The ship has been idle for a while; I belive we are in the doldrums. It's not like it matters to the others, it means a better opportunity or them to have a peaceful sleeping period.
I've come up with a nickname for this vessel, I'm sure everyone would agree, I like to call it hell.
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Hello everyone,
I hope this was good, this kind of got into her point of view on the others and her grudges she has with them.
Did anyone check out my friends stories? If you didn't you know where to find the list (last chapter's author note).
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The Other Way Around (on hold for MAJOR editing)
HistoryczneI always yearn for someone to talk to me and comfort me, but that's what I'm doing for the others
