My troubles started the moment the ship entered the open sea. There was a strong wind, big waves and a storm was coming. I was very frightened and seasick. I began to regret my decision to leave home. I thought that every wave was going to sink the ship. I wanted to go home and apologise to my parents as soon as possible.
The storm was over by the morning, but I was still seasick and I was thinking about the terrible storm. The evening, however, was very beautiful. Everything looked so peaceful.
I slept well that night and I was no longer seasick. One of the sailors came to me and we talked. He asked me about the weather. I told him that I was very scared of the storm. He offered me a drink called punch. I got drunk and I forgot my troubles, and I didn’t want to go home anymore. I started dreaming about more travels by sea.
The wind was blowing against us for the next few days. We couldn’t move. A week later, the wind changed direction and got stronger, so we decided to go. There was a great storm the next day. I was really scared. This time, I could see that the other sailors were scared too.
I was so scared that I could only lie in my bed, and hope that we would survive. When I heard the captain, I got up and looked outside the window. The waves were as tall as mountains. I saw other ships. They looked like toys, and the waves were playing with them. A ship sunk right in front of us. I was extremely scared. I wanted to go home again.
The storm was getting worse. All the sailors were asking God for help. Suddenly, someone found a hole in the ship. The water was coming in. Everyone was called down to pump the water out. I was so scared that I couldn’t move out of my bed, but then the men told me to go down and help, so I went. I was pumping out the water. The captain told someone to fire a gun. It was a signal that we were in trouble. I thought that we were sinking because the ship was broken. I thought we were all going to die.