Narrative

 This is my narrative writing it is based on an ocean adventure. This is straight from my imagination well hope you enjoy!

The Last ride

It was a windy day in the middle of the ocean, three kids were on the run.

“A storm coming from the north!” Norman yelled from the top of the ship as the

wind blew his white hair into his ocean blue eyes, “Which way!?” Asked a boy with

black bed hair that looked almost like a rooster.  Emma - a girl with orange hair -

yelled loudly, trying to talk over the loud whistling wind  “Ray head south, away from

the storm.” she replied. The waves were becoming bigger, crashing over the side of

the big brown pirate ship making it harder to keep balance, it was the perfect storm.  

“Quick Ray find an Island!!” The storm was catching up “THERE!” Norman shouted

from the bow of the ship “HEAD EAST!” Ray took a sharp left towards the island-

BOOM! A cannon shot, hurling a cannonball towards them at a horrifying speed. 

Ray turned the boat swiftly and the boat creaked, dodging the raging ball of fire

by merely an inch. Ray was a very skilled sailor. “MORE INCOMING FROM THE EAST

!!!” screeched Norman. “Ray we are going to have to fight, they're blocking our way,”

Emma said seriously “are you ready?” “Ready” Norman prepared to light the cannon.

Emma and Norman faced the canon towards the enemy's ship “NOW” BANG!!  The

storm had caught them up. The dark blue waves slammed against the ship showering

the crew leaving them drenched but they had no time to moan about the horrid

conditions. After all, they were in the middle of a war. 

Their cannonball had missed and the enemy ship was rapidly charging towards them.

Grapple hooks clenched onto the masts of the ship; they were connected to the

enemy ship by a tough rope preventing Emma, Norman, and Ray from escaping.

“We’ve got you now!” The enemy leader screamed out “Isabelle?!?” Emma thought.

The enemies used the rope to slide to their ship it was 5 : 3 in numbers it was unfair

in numbers but in skills? We will have to find out…  SHING! Emma drew her sword

so did two men from the other ship, “When we take you in we will be rich.” They

struck their sword at her, she dodged their attempts with ease, she then ducked

putting one foot out tripping the men charging at her, as a result, they went

overboard into the roaring waves. Ray had knocked out one of the intruders.

3 v 2 Norman, Ray, and Emma had the enemies cornered. “We’ll be back soon!”

They shouted as they grappled away in fear “and we’ll be ready” Emma replied in a

stern voice. The waves were overrunning the sides of the ship then sliding back into

the ocean slowly like a snake. The rain was pouring down, Norman fell to the ground.

Ray took the wheel and got them to the island. They anchored up realising that

Norman was quiet. Emma ran to him looking to see what was wrong. She fell silent

staring at him in awe. “Emma, what’s wrong?” Ray asked with a worried look. There

was blood; a lot of blood. “See you soon,” He said with a weak smile before he closed

his eyes and never spoke again. “ NOOO NORMAN” Emma screamed with tears

streaming down her face dropping onto Norman’s lifeless body. Ray stared in shock

and pain as faint tears rolled down his face as well. The thunder grew louder and the

rain became heavier. They picked up Norman’s lifeless body,  they both dug him a

grave on the island. 

Ray and Emma went on their own path; they had their own lives now. Ray was living in

the city he became a doctor and was wealthy living in the city of New York. Emma

stayed on the waters exploring everything the big blue had to offer. They will never

forget the days they spent together, Ray, Emma, and Norman.