Life of the Seafarers
A bright day, the sun was shining, the breeze attacked me on the face as I glanced to the vast-deep-blue-ocean spread at the bottom of my feet. Down there, two delicate creatures was patiently waiting God's blessing. With their razor teeth, they writhed to and fro.
Here I was, standing by the side of the ship, my hands were tied. I was surrounded by so many crews who were singing and laughing. Right in my back, stood a big man with sword in his right hand, pushing me forcefully with his sword to walk on a long wooden plank. I did not have any choice except walking on the plank, closer and closer to the border. The razor-teeth-creatures were boosted with happiness and leaped as I got closer to the edge.
I cannot understand why all my fellows, and my relatives just stayed at the ship, instead of rescuing me, they were just singing and laughing. I tried so hard to hear what they were saying, and singing, and in a faint sound, I heard them singing "Happy birthday. we hope you will always in happiness".
I was startled. I was still standing motionlessly. Then, I eventually said " Thank you fellows, I do appreciate everything you do as you do it with an honorable intention", and then tearfully, I jumped overboard fearlessly... and... honorably...
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