From bad to good.

From bad to good. From bad to good.

Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy

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Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy

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A life we lead thats so normal, then this happens, a time we will never forget.

Summary

A life we lead thats so normal, then this happens, a time we will never forget.

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Submitted: September 16, 2013

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Submitted: September 16, 2013

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Working all the hours god given, no time for eachother, normal really in this life just to earn a living. We need a break, a mini cruise sounds great, we hire a boat, not to big, not to small and off we go. A few days into our trip a storm, lightning and rain the boat looses all electrics, we huddle together, scared and worried, the boat being bashed around llike a cork rolling down a river, then a bang, crash, the boat torn in two, our life jackets on clothes are all we have as we swim away, holding our hands, a rope around us keeping our lives together, nothing but darkness, we drift off in a sleep, a sleep we think we wil never wake from. I feel warm, birds chirrping, i open my eyes, your next to me, both laying on pure white sand, you wake, both sit up, we are ok but where are we?, an island, palm trees, lush undergrowth ahead, the sun so hot it's paradise, it's not heavan, better. A few hours later and a little exploring we come back to where we layed, the remains of our boat all on the sand, we pick up what we need and find shelter, build a fire and huddle together, not scared but really happy that we survived. It's been a few months, our lives have changed, no more stress, long hours, money and bills, our days are catching food, collecting wood, walking at night in the moon light, making love under it, and bathing in the sea, our home just above the white sand, happy and carefree, the storm has giving us of both a life we really love, the island a home we only ever dreamed of. Walking one day far on the otherside of the island i see a tanker sailing past near our shore, i run back to you, it takes a while and you ask why i'm running so fast, i tell you about the tanker, we should be jumping for joy but instead sadness, we both don't want to go back to our other lives, we are so happy, we hide away, the tanker goes by, that night we party, dance, but we no  that our time here will come to and end, when we don't no but all the time we will be happy, the sun, sea, trees and forest, the moon, stars and making love, living our days in the cool shade, and eating food we could never buy, until we are found our love will only get stonger. Ha!, short i no but i think a very nice dream. X


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