As I woke up from a dozy daze I was surprised to see twenty feet

From a full research barge, to a raft made of driftwood. my clothes In shambles, salt water oozing from my mouth.

As I looked around me I was petrified to see all the vessels merged with the rock and the ever screeching sounds of the bolts hanging on for dear life.

I started to see a shadow appear. I wasn't sure what it was; I was more concerned about my survival. So I kept on going but then as the fog lifted something caught my eye. land. 

I couldn't believe my luck. This could be my opportunity for salvation.

But then I saw it. A some form of towering ,colossal of a wall.`

I successfully boarded my rickety raft and was bobbing along the calm and soft sea. The water has obviously invited itself in; that was not so enjoyable. After a while the sea began to be rough and choppy and started to throw me about like a beach ball. I had to get out. I slammed hard on my brakes and soon I was drifting slowly away.

I woke up with a start and realised that I was lost, I stood up and saw a huge, dark silhouette looming in the distance it's shadow lounging on the wave-less sea. I headed towards it, like hunters around a dead elephant, I started to reach out for my break but deep down my curiosity rose out from the depths and took over I paddled like a mad man till I hit a old, abandoned harbour wall...

I stepped on. It groaned a little under my weight but stayed. I stood up, took a deep breath in and had a long gaze at my surroundings; it was nothing like I had ever seen before. I looked up , and the wall towered over me like a giant to a mouse.  The presence of the wall sent shivers down my spine and put a sour smell in the air. What was this ginormous barrier?, why was it there? those where the questions ringing round my head like an alarm.

I took a nervous step forward, then another one and soon I was stepping on ... Sand . Soft silky sand that you can sink your feet into, I ran onto it , it felt like heaven compared to the cold damp wood of the raft...

I opened my sticky eyelids, the sun was beating down on me like a drum and  I felt like I was in the middle of a roaring oven. I sat up, brushed of the sand and focused my eyes.

Then suddenly, from out of no-where ,land appeared, it looked like I had finally found land! Eve

The stranger squinted into the mist; all he could hear was the raging waves that fought overhead, crashing into the ocean violently. His rickety ragged raft was rocking about, rotting away into the dark and devilish sea.  The stranger wondered if he'd ever find land, would he sail to the end of the world? He could taste salt on his lips, spittle of the ocean;his stomach grew sore with hunger .The harsh wind whipped past his red frozen cheeks and rain pattered down on the stranger's pale face. The smell of the damp, rotting wood of the raft teasing his nostrils.

The waves crashed and the thundered ROARED, the man had to be quick because the .L.A.T. was ending fast.

my arms shook in fear. The aroma of the damp wood assaulted his nostrils. the mans tummy had butterfly's in his tummy and his heart pounded like a drum. the stranger might live a short life

 As I laid back on my raft, I could feel a push, a gentle on. So I looked to see what it was... It was just some small waves. I was pleased about that. Then I felt a harder push... It was a push from a much bigger wave.

 I remembered how I got here...but there was no time for all that the .L.A.T.  would soon be over I could almost imagine an island before me. My scanning alien eyes scavenged the sea for a chance of a passing waves, I gave an almighty push. Glancing back I noticed my make shift-house but in a blink of an eye it was gone! My wave had swept it away. Only memories existed now...

As I regained consciousness a colossal wall filled my brow stone, wood scraps of material towered on top of each other forming a barrier of blockedge  I got closer to the city 

That's when I saw it...A somewhat of a towering colossus of a wall. This was my chance to find out the truth. The truth  about why they were here; there were too many questions to answer for I had been tossed and turned through the smashing and crashing waves like clothes in a washing machine. 

I flew through the air as  I crashed into the sandy bay of the island, then I saw them, the inhabitants of the island. Their faces were scruffy, covered in dirt, their aroma smelt like dead fish .All of them were carrying fish nets, rakes and pitchforks, they  stood around me as if they were tourists and I was the attraction

The waves crashed and the thundered ROARED, the mans arms shook as he rowed his small, week raft. The stranger might live a short life on this rickety rugged raft. was he going to survive?

as I gaze out for a way off this living nightmare. I think to myself this makes torture a walk in the park. but as I stared at the water I noticed it was getting shallower. which meant land was near!

immediately, I did a air punch knowing that I would not have to live o this nightmare. But I freeze at a shocking king sight that I wouldn't o of ever seen in in my entire  life but im seeing it right now. but im

seeing something d gobsmacking.

 I was surprised to see the waves lashing again and again  at the helpless shipwrecks rotting away and away, but I asked myself  how did these ships crash.

 I know I have been to may places like new York America; London the uk but I have never seen nothing like it, ships half rotting away and the other half being salvaged.

immediately  I turn to hear the sound of a huge wave coming to strike at me  . My eye sight was restricted to only water and mist when it hit me.

I managed to get to shore an I explored it for evidence of civilisation when I find  a huge wall with turrets towering over the battlements.

 I explored a bit more and then decided I would rather leave than stay here.

 I tried  to give the raft a push to get off the beach, but the waves were too strong every time I  gave it a push it would only come smacking back at the beach.

 finally I gave it one more try, I crossed my fingers and I took a runner up. then I charged at  forward and gave it all my strength and jumped on it I managed to get a bit of speed but the waves pushed me back.

why did I get on the  that plane  why? I knew it was doomed from the start but I had an urge to get on it anyway. I decided to have a nap and my troubles would be over.

Blue autumn dusk licked the freezing  cold sea as I floated a drift, it was dark and misty but I could just see the sun arising from the earth. I awoke with my hands skimming the ice cold sea, seeping into my veins with the sun shinning beautifully in the clear blue sky. I configured I was a drift above the crystal clear sea. Confused, I could see a land about a few miles away. 

I couldn't help but notice a gigantic black figure hovering over my raft. I turned to my feet and braced for impact as I drifted into darkness of the wave. I hit the ground, I passed out nothing but darkness ahead.

I rose to my feet and I predicted that I was in the Bermuda triangle, with no help, I could see a gigantic wall before my eyes as the towns folk came rushing out, maybe they where protecting something. I could hear them whispering chuck him back in the sea torture him until he says who sent him and where he comes from. 

Frozen moss crunched under foot as I waddled closer and closer, it was the middle of the winter, how long was I out for? Rumours in the dark indicate they are not friendly they are territorial to the land. I took a deep breath and all I could smell was the warm crops ready for harvesting. 

I stood there chatting to them saying I was not intruding and that I was friendly, I gazed at the marvellous creation of the wall towering into the clouds what where they hiding maybe they had elemental powers or they had a weapon?

As thunder rolled over the sea, they rushed for the castle seeking shelter. I stood in the rain as heaven opened the sea's began to roar, paddling ankle deep in the sea, seaweed wrapped around my foot in the distance sharks roamed the sea. I got my foot lose and fell asleep on the shores as darkness rolled over. 

Waves crashed against my wrecked raft like I was in a washing machine, salt scraped against my arms like a knife on a chopping board, A rash climbed up my arm. I couldn't help but notice a dark shady object hovering over my raft, the raft nudged forward

As I climbed out of my rigged  ragged boat I finally had little chance of hope. The mere memory of my make shift house

gave me the creeps.

PICTURE OF WAVE HERE

As I rode the waves my heart hit the bottom of my stomach like a rock in a pool of water. My stomach growled like a roaring tiger, I could taste the salty lurid water I could almost taste the blood in my throat.

As I eventually   rode in sight of the island for the first time in forever I had a life worth fighting for me.

As I anchored onto the sight of sand I felt a sigh of relief shiver through my bony brittle back. The sun burned on  my dry skin like a furious fire! 

I lay there all night on the wet sand struggling in vain to puzzle out the endless questions that seemed to have no satisfactory answers...

As the cruel night went on, a  loud grunt of thunder echoed through the sky.  Seaweed licked the stranger's face like ivy clinging to a tree.  These thoughts whizzed round his mind twisting into a knot.

As I travelled on towards the unknown place, odd senses started to appear. Something strange like a rotting smell but what was it? Then it came to me it was my rotting raft underneath me. Then the thick caracole coloured fog before my eyes parted and I could see a colossal wall on the mysterious island...As I floated towards the dark and gloomy place. The waves battled against my weary raft, as I braced for impact for the landing of the incoming island. I hit the island with a big bump and got knocked right off my pathetic little raft.

I awoke from a dizzy daze on the beach which had the mighty caracole wall  on it. I could feel the soft comforting sand between my rough sun burnt hands.

ing stench of fish carcass loomed in the dewy air, my eyes were restricted to only flowing water and mystical mist, would I ever make to wherever I was going anyway, only time would tell...

The soft silhouette of the large towering rock appeared to be following me, it seemed it was whispering to the wave less sea, the secrets of the   

Then suddenly, from out of no-where ,land appeared, it looked like I had finally found land! Even better it looked like some one was lighting a lovely warm fire. Paddling faster I couldn't wait for shelter and a place to rest. I put out  my hand to stroke the sand but all I felt was water. I sighed , all that hard paddling for nothing . I was extremely tired. I wasn't sure weather I could live like this anymore...

I had many silent days from then on. Until I saw a storm a storm merge out of no-were, I paddled faster my  arms ached but I new I couldn't become court up in that storm. I paddled so fast I didn't notice the incoming rock. Thud, crash, bang!

Silence grew louder as a constant tweet rang in my ear. 

I was starving I knew if I wanted to survive I would have to eat something soon. Just then...I saw a fish! So I reached to grab it but my foot slipped sending me tumbling into the dark clouded sea.

I felt the salty sea water fill my mouth, I tried to spit it out but that coursed more water to fill my lungs, I didn't think I was going to make it back to the surface of the ocean. Then I grabbed hold of my raft, pulling myself up I managed to grab a slimy smelly sardine.

As I nibbled at the fish I could see some sort of island in the distance so I clutched a stick and used it to paddle my way to it.    

As the waves grew bigger I realised I was not range of he Bermuda triangle; all of a sudden my eyes where attracted to a mist of cloud shaped like a triangle it towered above : me, the clouds and possibly the mind of God...

Soon after my eyesight was restricted to just fog and mist ; But their I stayed; (not like I had a option) my legs had frozen icicles guarding them, my heart was pounding like a drum, my eyes were just to painful to open and no wave that passed by wouldn't invite itself into my wellington boot!

Would I find land?  

As the pain of the lactic acid in my muscles stretched through my hairy ,crinkled arms; I was slowly losing consciousness.  I gazed upon a rock witch was as grey as frosted steel, I felt doom upon me. As.my splintered raft crashed against something, it was as loud as a lions roar; I was outnumbered by the waves flowing into my boat, inviting themselves in to my mouth for a cup of tea as I fell unconscious.

As I woke up from a dozy daze I was surprised to see twenty feet standing before me. I, was on a desert island! Now I'm not one to interrogate so I let them ask questions first. It turned out they only had laborious profession, I had subdued senses but I picked that much. I found a palm tree covered in succulent green bananas. I smelled the roar juicy smell of the bananas which drew me closer. there were so many different greens, it is like fifty shades of green. I stuffed my face with the green juicy delights. I fell asleep with a full stomach.

When I woke I was greeted by three sturdy men. They were different to me. Most of them looked like fat ferrets, rancid rats and awful owls all with human body's.

I considered running but then I appreciated the danger ,anyway, I hadn't eaten for weeks. Rain began too lash down beating against the sandy beach of who no's where like a battle drum. what was going to happen to me?

The drifting stench of the rotten fish carcass loomed in the dewy air. The malodorous stench of the ocean salts blended with the scent of the disintegrating bamboo branches which had been lashed together. My eyes were restricted to flowing water and mysterious mist. The silhouette of the large rock seemed to be following me, appearing to be whispering secrets to the wave-less sea.

The storm began to grow...