DARK

• Mathias Lill, Grade 4
• Short Story
• 2018

The rowers headed south across a miniature cold pond, towards what they thought was a deserted. It was dead of night. The boat had a rather large sail that could pick up winds as fast as 50k/h. that made the boat go hundreds of kilometres each hour especially when the Vikings were rowing. All of a sudden, they heard a loud BANG that made everyone jump. Then a scream. That’s when their feet started to get wet. Each one of them dozed off with a cold and awkward thought in their minds. When they woke up, they were on an island. They were happy that they were on an island with shelter, but not-so-happy that they were stranded. No food, no water, well, only salt, non-fresh, fish poop, most disgusting water ever. After they had a rest, they signalled for help. Eventually, help arrived and each one of them lived happily ever after.
THE END