The water just kept gushing out- out of the ocean and into my boat, pulling me down with the weight. My mother, father and Little sister (Lizzy) were panicking: well they were in my mind for they did not know that we were sinking. My mothers name is Rosa and my fathers Edward and of course my beautiful little sister's Lizzie; at that moment I seem to know everyone else's name except for my own. My name is Amelia and i am travelling across the ocean- well was for this merely a story. This is the story of my life.