Splash, goes the waves that crash against my row boat . my oar is almost gone, I am so wistful that I am 50 meters out in sea and and my hand is all ready wrinkled from the water splashing against it. I found a dead mushroom floating in the ocean. I really miss home now,I am going to turn back, AAAAAAAA, I lost my oar how am I going to get back home. I thought for a while and instead a image of my ruling the world popped in to my head instead, what am I going to do.
I don’t think I would be very good lost out in the sea even if I had an oar, but without one I would be hopeless. I think it was great to use the “wrinkled” hand to show the passing of time. You have really showed the seriousness your character finds themselves in. Well done.
Hi Emi, How did she get out into sea. would your charcher be stuck out for ever or how did see get home.
Good Job