Tuesday, September 14, 2010

BLOG #3 9/13-9/17

It was a stormy night on the southern Atlantic as the ship set sail for America in search of new opportunities.  The crew had left in hope of good things but knew that tonight, something was wrong.  As the night grew late, the weather got worse and worse.  The wind began to pick up and the rain came down harder than it ever had before.   The crew began to panic as each crack of thunder seemed to be louder and louder as the one before it.  As the lighting crashed down the entire sky lit up, and all the men could see was a raging ocean full of anger and aggression.  The waves grew worse, the swells got larger.  In no time this dream of a new life had turned into a nightmare for the men aboard this ship and all of them knew that they were in for the most horrific night of their entire lives.  When dawn rolled around, all that was left to be seen was remains of the ship, floating about in the southern Atlantic.    

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