Out at sea

It was a sunny morning, when we had to go on a fishing adventure. It was my first time going on my uncle's fishing boat and I was really looking forward.

We took two big bags full of and other fishing tools. The fishing boat's name was Shark Tooth we went to the North at Atlantic ocean. My team was looking forward. Suddenly it happened perfect storm happened. Water trickled down the glass panes. I saw other boats drifting to the wind. Rain pattered against the window of the cabin. My stomach started burning with fear. The was nothing accept the ruins of the boat. We shivered with cold. Rain poured on our headstrong days and nights.

Finally, we made it to shore, fired, shivering with cold, hungry and thirsty for drinkable water. I promised that I will never go at sea in winter.