On a dark evening night, I was fishing for mackerel and tuna for my lonely small village. With my first mate Oscar, as he pulled up the ricked net, I saw a terrible storm coming off the port bow but as it came closer it formed into a giant hurricane!!! I quickly screamed over to Oscar,” GET DOWN!!” But it was too late me and Oscar got battered off the side of the boat leaving us and the boat helpless. When I woke up I was in a mysterious forest right next to my wrecked boat.

By  Jack and Oscar

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