Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 3 2018 | Page 160

Anyways back to the story, We fought monsters, we fought beasts, we just never seemed to fail. If
they got in our way or threatened us because we were stepping on their lands, the monkey king would
protect us throughout the whole way. And the friar would help find the way to India. We’ve been hiking
up mountains, strolling through the woods, we roamed almost the whole island we were on for months. We
just never seemed to have an end. Everything looked so familiar, like we’ve seen it before. We just seemed
to be walking around in circles. When we finally realized that, we decided to build a raft. To sail west India.
The friar decided the land we were always on had to be America. We’ve been walking around America to
find India, when there is no land connected to each other. We finally realized our vast mistake.
It took us no more than four days to build a raft with the pig’s help. After building a raft, the friar
took the wheel and sailed us across the great ocean. Listening to the harmonizing beat of the ocean, just
made me feel like home already. It just seemed that it was meant to be. We sailed west and after sailing for
exactly 4 months, we reached an island. A huge island. According to the friar’s navigation and mapping, we
have successfully reached our destination. We have reached the tip of India, which was the bottom of
China. Our adventure’s not done yet though. You think after we found India we could go home. Home
sweet home. And have our life as mighty kings, with helpful servants. It doesn’t work like that. If I just
sailed for a few weeks, and just turned around going back to Spain. Telling our great old king, that you’ve
successfully found India, well where’s the proof? Before I left, the king announced too, that we needed to
bring something back from India to prove that you’ve reached your destiny. The proof gives you the power
of the whole country.
I came from India sailing all the way back to Spain bringing a rare block of gold. Back in India,
when we first arrived, we parked our raft on the beach, and found a mysteriously shaped