All I hear is the sound of waves, that's all I need to know that we are moving.
The ship felt so lonely and I remember crying myself to sleep for nights at a time.
In just one split second everything changed, it was one of those days where you felt so down that anything else would make you scream at the world, and ask why you were born.
I remember being woken up to the sound of drunken voices and a strong smell of rum. The crew was yelling at me to get up; I did what they said for when they are drunk, who knows what they could do.
Every night was the same, wake up to the sound of drunken, clean their quarters and pay the so-called price for not being quick enough. I would get yelled at and my rations would be taken away for the next day.
All I want is for someone to love me again.
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Hello,
Sorry that I haven't been updating in like forever. I have been doing school work and other stuff... studies first right? Hehe... I'm such a bad author. Any way I will try to update more today.
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The Other Way Around (on hold for MAJOR editing)
Historical FictionI always yearn for someone to talk to me and comfort me, but that's what I'm doing for the others
