STRANDED
DAY 1 I washed up on shore unconscious. I awoke to find myself in a strange and new place. My ship had been completely wrecked; all of my things tossed about like a rag doll. It seemed strange that a predetermined storm such as that could cause such of a catastrophe. With all the problems that had suddenly arose, there was one thing that brought some peace to my mind, the fact that I was able to send an emergency signal right as we were headed under. The "we" that I speak of is or was my crew. Our very routine fishing trip had turned into nightmare when the storm came in…
