BELOVED
I awakened with no memory of who I was. I was stranded on a deserted island there was a peace of driftwood on the beach it looks like a peace of a ship hull in big writing
THE GALLEON
And kings ship The Galleon mast of hit some sharp rocks and sunk to the bottom of the sea with all the kings gold and silver.
I was just sitting on the beach with the sun beating down on me then I herd a voice in my head “I love you daddy ”
it was a little girls voice the most sweetest voice in the world like it was sent from heaven a young women voice
“ I love you ”
“I remember!”
Then I herd a voice but it was not in my head a little girl was sitting at edge of the water crying I said not a frighten her “Why are you crying ” the girl turned around and hugged me she yelled
“ Daddy! ”
“My baby my sweet baby girl ”
“Daddy where is mummy ”
“ I don’t know but we will find her soon” I hugged my little girl and she fell asleep in my arms.
Then I looked in to the water and there was a body wash on to the beach I put my little girl down and when to see the body it was Erick my brother I put my fingers to his neck there was no pulse he was dead I dug a and hole I put him is a the hole I say my good bye for the last time.
One day went by I was sitting under a tree I herd crying I went to find out where it was comes from it was a women with blond long hair she turned around and I saw her face there where tears all down her face she had been crying a lot she had on a Blue dress it was coved in mud but she was still beautiful it was my wife Ele.
She came running up to me with open arms whipping the tears from her eyes she tripped on a rock and fell to the ground I ran to help her up but she could not walk she was in so much pain when we got back is camp my little girl ran in to her mother arms “ouch!”
“Careful mummy hurt”
“Mummy where does it hurt” “come on it is time for bed so of to bed with you sweetie”
“Ele what about the baby” she started to cry so I could tell by the look in her eyes that she had lost the baby she cry all night.
But the next day we went to look for away to get off this island.
Will we ever get off this deserted island?
 Weeping Blood Rose · Tue Aug 15, 2006 @ 05:53am · 0 Comments |
