Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 - 2 | Page 42

I jumped into the water. My robes and uniform were drenching wet and felt tight and baggy.
Suddenly I saw a young girl and a mother with a toddler on her back. I knew who this had to be. My
family! I signalled all the crew to swim towards the people. In the freezing cold water, I suddenly ran out of
breath and began sinking! When I woke up, I was in one of the 50 remaining boats, completely confused
and baffled by what had happened. But when I saw my family, I immediately knew how I got from the
middle of the ocean, to here. They told me the tragic story: “ And when she leapt in and grabbed you, you
were drowning! ”I saw a tear trickling like the rapid glimpse of time after my drowning, down my mother’s
cheek. This voyage was broken by the storm but saved from my beloved family.
My family had come to save me. Despite being sort of faint from drowning, but I knew it was all
too clear how complex this trip was.