Question

Write a story about a man lost at sea. i need a grade 9 answer. 23 points

Answer 1

Answer:

My bulging eyes are transfixed ascertaining my fate, out onto a blue sea my lost at sea nightmare couldn't be worse.

Could it be, that I'm truly lost and that I'm not the only boat just at sea, though I am suspended high on my vessel, invisible and unseen.

For the cloud had arrived it alarmed me with panic, alarmed me with ache. Offering me a trade for me to turn suddenly back.  

Where I had hoped that I could sail further to investigate. a beautiful tranquil  only 10 miles away. Where I had believed for weeks ahead it was still waiting for me.

The cruel sky had just got bigger and wider in a matter of seconds.

In captured panic, all i could see whilst looking around to my right, the scalped edge wave to my side and it loudly spoke to me. The cloud chased me, it chanted, unruly that I must go faster.

Having felt the wave swish the bow of the boat, forcing an even higher adrenalin upon me, rocking me, telling me to go and to never come back.

I was lucky as within minutes, I could see the suns ray was now north facing, and in closing of a real live nightmare;  To where my heartbeat had slowly calmed, and my boat had found course.  

Even when now I'm safe at home, I'm tiresome, troubled solely as the sun was hiding from me. It haunts and it taunts and it tried to harm me.  

Would take a few days to feel well again, I keep telling myself that my boat kept me safe.

Answer 2

Answer:

Here you go! Feel free to alter any sort of sentences or phrases throughout the story! :]

Explanation:

"It was a lightning struck night, when a bold gentleman was cemented in a shabby raft at midnight. The sea was vicious; as if it was blood-hungry and ready to strike. Eventually, the raft started to break apart as the sea ate away pieces of the barge. As the cavalier got more-and-more agitated at the thought of his death edging closer, an idea came into his head. He swiftly looked around the ocean for any scraps of building material. He thought to himself, "Any ropes? Any wood? Nothing..? Nothing..?!", but eventually found segments to fix his troubles. He tried to inch closer to them until he could grasp them. In total; 5 pieces of lumber, 2 threads, and 7 puny pieces of cloth. As time grew thinner, he quickly added these pieces onto his barge. He ended up reforming the place with a larger space, and a junky sail. With his new "sleek" barge, he tried to find an island and escape this misery."

And there you go! Feel free to use this mini story as you please. :]