The Imaginary Ocean

The wind was howling and water was splashing against my face.  I ran to the bottom of the boat but, there was a leak.  My boat was sinking!  I grabbed a blanket and stuffed it into the hole.  I looked around and grabbed the duck tape.  I quickly tapped the blanket to the hole. I ran back up the staircase.  I grabbed the steering wheel and tried to sail north, where the storm was not so bad.  But it was nearly impossible to even travel a mile, before the boat was swallowed by waves.

         “Timothy! It’s time to go!” shouted mom

         “Coming mom!” I answered. 

                                          The Robbery 

I hid under my bed.  I slowed my breathing.  I closed my eyes and waited.  They walked into my room.  They threw my mauve bedsheet to the floor.  I saw their feet walk towards the door. I thought they had left, I was wrong.  Someone grabbed my ankles, and I screamed.  I grabbed the steel bedpost and kicked.  But it was no use.  He grabbed me and threw me to the floor.  My eyes were tearful as he tied me up.  His sweater was the color of carrots I noted.  I heard a yell.  Someone else was here.  It was the police. 

                                                     The Storm

             The wind was howling.  The tree branches were banging against the windows.  Lightning strikes filled the sky.  The storm was here. The two children huddled in a corner.  “The storm is only going to get worst” said the radio.  The weather was quickly changing.  As the weather changed, they hid under bed.  A tree was slowly breaking from its roots.  It crashed into their house.  The two children screamed and ran from the bed.  They heard sirens and they knew that they were finally safe.