Jordan Badgett Kimberley Gouge English 0090 16 July 2015 Essay Two Final draft: Wrecked Beck stared up at the bright blue sky above. As he gazed at the white clouds, he thought about his future plans. The same beautiful clouds had once been threatening and massive and had sent waves toward him into a life taking swirl of deadly water and rain. He lays there on the broken floorboards of his obliterated vesicle, hoping to reach solid ground. After hours of floating on the rocky tides, he began to feel the massive weight of his journey. He was expected in Seychelles six days from now and just after three days at sea no one would notice his disappearance in time to save him. Beck knew he would have to reach land for the guarantee of …show more content…
An hour or two passed and he managed to survive the devastating boat wreck and avoid the sharp rocks on the shore line. Drained of all will and energy he fought to get off the drifting floorboard and dragged himself onto the beach. There is no sign of civilization as he surveys the beach, but realizing the daylight grew weaker. The sand was rough and brutal to his feet. There were seashells, rocks, all sorts of foreign objects resting in the undisturbed and uncharted beach. The broken shells and rocks actually jagged his feet a bit, making it quite difficult to walk. The terrain was nowhere near ideal for a stranded individual. The island was made up of large hills and stones among …show more content…
He kept dreaming of the weeks to come of being trapped on this island. He would have nightmares of a ship coming ashore and saving him, only to wake in doubt and fear. He would constantly think about back home. To how he wished he could whistle to hail a cab to dive home. Soon waking up to the intense shine of the sun’s rays brought him back to thinking practically. His was body sore from sleeping on the harsh sand, but his throat was dryer than the sand. He knew water was a must to quench his thirst. He arose and thought about the journey through the sketchy forest. He kept an eye out for any potential meals. Beck intensely listened for streams or waterfalls, but all he heard was the sound of the free birds and soothing ocean waves. Beck