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The Blades of My Boat (cont.)

THE BLADES OF the thought to look for survivors. I look around, but the only people great funeral; Ozzie dug the grave; Odis made “music’’ (a.k.a. yowl-
that I can see for miles along the narrow beach are the dead bodies
ing and meowing), and I carried father to his grave. Ozzie and I
floating in the water. My eye caught on four dark heaps, far down buried father. Later that day, I looked around. I found a grotto of all
MY BOAT the beach. I peel off the soaking wet scraps that used to be shoes, sorts of berries and fruits. As I ate, I decided to travel to the nearest

Amelia’s Photo by Amelia and threw them to the ground. As I got closer, I saw that one of the village. With a full belly, I fell asleep once more.
Selection: piles was all of my most prized possessions; my books and poems. CHAPTER TWO
Then, all of a sudden, two other heaps got up, and started running
THE CHAPTER ONE toward me! I jumped back in alarm, but I soon realized that they I packed up the few belongings that I had, and put them into a small
were just my pets. Odis, my cat, didn’t like loud places, and prefers
MYSTICAL The rain beat down on to the deck of our ship, running down my time to himself, whilst Ozzie, my dog, always has to be with some- blanket that used to be Odis’, that I had turned into a knapsack. I
MACHINE face and into my tunic. Just seconds ago my father had rushed me one, or else she gets jumpy. I guess I’m not the only survivor. had found some extra clothes that had been washed ashore inside a
leather suitcase. Inside were fresh under-clothes, a grass green shirt,
“I don’t under- up to the deck where the life rafts are. ‘’ Father, what is going on?” I and some blue overalls that had many pockets. I went into the grotto
stand much about asked in a panic. “It is going to be fine, darling,’’ my father answered I remember to look at the last figure, and my heart feels like it’s where all the berries grew, and put on the new and fresh clothes.
machines. They back, “It is just that the captain cannot see anything from the wheel.” being ripped out of my chest with a melted sword. It is father! His
fascinate me, and I shivered at the thought of us sinking. There was a flash of light- breath comes in short gasps, and his eyelids flutter, and slowly When I came out of the clearing, I decided to inspect the suitcase.
scare me. I feel like ning, and one of the masts of our tiny sailboat caught fire! Father peel open. “Is that you? Are you my Aquamarine?” my father asks. Out of the suitcase I pulled another outfit, but this time in my fa-
my feelings toward brought me closer to the tiny life raft. ‘’Father,’’ I cried, ‘’ you said “Yes,”’ I replied, “it is me, Father! Remember what you said? Every- ther’s size, cat food, and a bag of dog food. But the most mysterious
machines will be everything was going to be fine!’’ thing is going to be okay!” I look down to see where he is injured, object in the bag was a mirror. No ordinary mirror, this mirror was
importnat some- and again I feel the burning sensation of melted metal in my chest. just a shard of glass, but it had swirling shapes and spheres the co-
day.” There was a huge CRASH! Then everything went dark…… There, sticking out of father’s chest, are pieces of long wooden poles, lour of a freshly sprouted leaf. I shook my head to knock the weird

Hours later, I wake up on the shore of a soft and sandy beach. I undoubtedly from our ship and the barrels of wine that our ship was feeling in my head.
gaze down into the cool, clear water. Corpses float in the bouncing carrying. I sat by father for hours, thinking the worst, but as Odis In the forest it was dark and spooky. I heard a noise and turned
waves, as the sun shines down. I look up at the position of the sun, and Ozzie curled up beside me I began to feel a little bit of comfort. around. There was a bear! I dropped my mirror and tripped! I felt
and I realize that it is nearly noon! I lie down in the sand, think- We sat there late into the night, and from the comfort I already had, for sure I was going to smash my face on the ground and get hurt by
ing of what I should do next. From my position on the sand, I can I began to feel the comfort of sleep. the bear…….
see the ragged sails of our sunken ship, the masts reaching out like In the morning father was cold and no longer was breathing, so I
skeleton arms reaching for unexpecting mortals. That is when I have knew by just a quick glance that he was dead. My pets and I had a TO BE CONTINUED...

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