100 WC #Week 14

I stood there. Tragic tears fell from my pessimistic face as I stared at the abandoned, demolished, boat. For that boat, was the boat that separated my family. It was  like the waves of the sea separating  me and my family. I remembered that day. 1st July 2013 at 7:30pm. My family were on a cruise for the summer. Suddenly, when we least expected it, a prodigious hurricane came washing over us like soap. The next day at shore, all I could see was the dead bodies of my family. The memory of anguish came flooding back to my mind.

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