Wrecked ship. My island had a wrecked ship. This was the first eventful thing that has happened since my mum died! I looked around. It was obviously a storm, but not just a storm, a TEMPEST! The ship was smashed against a rock! I looked on board... there didn't appear to be any survivors. So I left. As I was nearing the exit, the ship creaked. I braved another step before I felt the ship slide. I ran as fast as I could to the hole from which I entered. The entire ship slided from the rock. My foot slipped and I fell down to the base of the ship. Water. The ship was filling up with water from the hole! I had to move fast! I struggled against the torrent and kicked out, to my surprise I was moving! I kicked again and again and started with my hands I felt proud! The water went over my head. My instinct was not to breathe. I kicked out again and got through the hole. I began to feel faint. "One more push!" I thought as darkness closed over my eyes. "Just one more push!" Darkness. My head broke the surface of the water, I was alive!
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