The Adventures Of Charlotte P1 ( Sink or Swim)

It was engraved in my memories, like the etchings in a plaque. It was an adventure that would never leave my mind. The start of my journey had begun in a simple night, as my mother and I boarded the cruise in our small town.

“Let’s make this a night to remember.” I whispered, as I gripped onto my mother’s arm. I shivered as I stepped onto the drenched floor of a new ship that the locals and the paper had been buzzing about. A large cruise ship, if I recall correctly, and I ascertained my thoughts as I glimpsed the jewellery and handbags that were streaming aboard the ship. But as the last passenger boarded and the ship door closed, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wayward was coming our way…

An hour and a half had passed, and now the boat was swaying harder and harder from side to side. I sat by my mother’s side in our cabin, and gently swayed myself back and forth. The waves hit harder with every blow, and I felt as though the roof was to collapse on us every moment. I realised that it had only took a few minutes from the nice wave-pool waves to transfer into what was a raging tempest at its fullest.

A few hours later I felt the lights die down as all passengers started drifting off into a restless sleep. I could hear my mother’s breathing sounding across the room, but I tossed and turns. It seemed as though an ominous cloud hung over my head, and I began hearing the faint sounds of rain in the water. I felt the water rock back and forth, finally lulling me to sleep.

Boom. Crackle. Cold.

These were the first three words that came into mind as I jolted awake. My hopes of making a night to remember aboard the unsinkable had quickly escalated into a nightmare. Panicked footsteps echoed throughout the cruise, and I pulled my mother awake. “What is it?” She murmured, but sat up, alert of the faint hollering below deck. We both rushed out of our cabin, and into the crowded corridor. What’s going to happen to us?” I whispered fearfully, clutching onto my mother. She looked back at me.

“I don’t know.” She said.