It's been awhile but I guess I'm back... This is really late the entry was in October but I've been really busy and I found this email from myself (wow I haven't checked my email in EVER) and it reminded me so here it is... Enjoy. :)
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He had seen the boat. He hadn’t
been sure at first, but now, through the choppiness of the waves and
illuminated by the dying sun, he knew for a fact he had seen it. It wasn’t
bigger than a rowboat-must of have been a lifeboat; anyone out fishing or
sailing for pleasure would have been indeed very mad, he thought as the spray
crashed upon the rocks on the shore before they withdrew and, with another
upheaval, rolled its self and unleashed the
tremendous force upon the occupants of the boat. No the boats occupants must
have been forced into the lifeboat; he could tell they were very experienced
with the sea as they maneuvered their tiny craft in and over the dark,
unfaltering waves. They had fighting nature’s fury due to an unlucky fate.
He had barely noticed the others
join him in watching the boat, nor did he pay them any heed. These tourists
wouldn’t be of much help, and he regarded them with disdain, coming to watch,
for their own selfish entertainment, the poor souls on the boats’ struggle.
This man had lived on this portion
of the Florida shoreline his entire life, he knew that in order to survive they
need to come to shore here; anywhere else would be foolish. The man removed his
coat in order to signal them, waving it to and fro, very similar to the motion
of the much-abused boat. He swung his coat for what seemed like hours, trying
to get them to realize that this was, indeed, as good as it would get for miles.
He could tell though that they did
not understand. They made a start for the rocky beach, but turned around upon
seeing it. He stood watching them- willing them through brainwaves to
comprehend- but they remained within the grey waves until the light faded and
he could see no more.
The next day, the man read about an
oilers' death not 5 miles from his home. He couldn't help his tears as he read
of the death of man he had never really known.
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