Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 | Page 125

rope to get up to the cruise. It was 6:45 when I got back, giving me 15 minutes to shower and change,
without anyone noticing since I smelt of sea water and I had seaweed stuck all over me. Well, this was fun! I
set a mental goal of waking up early and doing this tomorrow as well. It was 6:55 when I got ready. "Well
this is strange, why hasn't anyone woken up yet," I said to myself. I went into my room and sat down on my
bed. Noticing that none of my brothers had woken up either. I went to the spot where I had tied the rope
and slowly tied the free end to a bucket. I released the other end so that the bucket splashed into the water
and filled up. I pulled and tugged on the rope, getting the bucket up and into my hands. I untied the rope,
bundled it into a coil. I ran to my room and put it in a safe place. I lifted up the bucket and splashed all the
water on my brothers, a lot of screaming and groaning proceeded.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!" Lai, the eldest brother who is currently 18 screamed.
"UGH! IS THIS SEA WATER, IT'S SALTY!" Henry screamed at me and started licking his fingers to
check whether it was salt water. That made me roll on the ground giggling.
Lai got up and frowned at me. "Why is your hair wet?" He asked me.
"I just took a shower," I replied.
"Hm, you never take showers in the morning." He said questioningly.
"I felt like it, now leave me alone and you better go take a shower you have seaweed stuck on you," I
replied.
They both glared at me and left.
I was sitting with my dad for breakfast since I wanted to hear how far we were from land. He was sitting
with other landlords and sailors.
"We have been travelling for some time now, and we should quicken our pace and get away from land, I
think that there's a new typhoon coming. Luther, what are you doing here?"
"I want to know more about what we are going to do."
"This isn't for you, Lu, go and eat somewhere else." He replied.
I was about to say something when one of the sailors spoke up he had a surprisingly deep voice.
"Let him be Xian he is old enough to understand."
My dad sighed and nodded to him and then motioned for me to sit down.
"Thanks" I muttered to the sailor, in response, he flashed me a smile.
"This typhoon is going to be a strong one, enough to break 100 boats close to land in one sweep. The
weather will change soon tomorrow it will get darker, by the day after tomorrow, the typhoon will be in
full form." My dad said sipping his tea.
It was dark that evening, and it was getting windier. My windows kept on fluttering open and close even
though I closed them. My brothers were scared, refusing to get out of the room. Everyone was inside
rooms, be it a deck or a dining hall. No one wanted to get blown away. I opened the door and was about to
step out when Henry closed the door.