I force air in and out of my lungs, swaying in the ocean on my back. The ship is only fifty feet to my right, but I still don't believe I can make that kind of swim just yet. I have to get enough oxygen to my brain, that's all I'm worried about right now.
I slowly turn over, floating on my stomach, keeping my head above water, and swim as far as I can. I stop halfway through the stretch, catching my breath, and then go on. My muscles ache with every stroke, the water's coldness not reaching me. The main part of the ship, still intact other than a few unneeded pieces that fell off in whatever just happened, sways lightly in the choppy waters. I haul myself up to the rail, using every last ounce of strength in me. I run down to the lower decks, sitting on my bed, replaying the last events in my head, trying to figure out what happened.
I was really upset, which never really happened to me. I was always the girl who never showed emotion, because if I did, then I got downgraded in the great race of the Shadownight's for who was tougher. Plus, I was never really a girl anyway. I didn't like anything the other girls my age liked. I had no idea what My Little Pony even was, and for that, I decided to quit school. Nobody really wanted to hang out with me, so I swallowed my pride and asked mom to homeschool me. I just didn't think she'd make the whole household go through homeschooling. I felt bad for causing everyone trouble, and so on. I just never fit anywhere.
The boat starts to move. It's not very smooth, so the water must just be carrying it. I decide to focus on thinking, gaining every last bit of information I can from my memory.
Well, this time Queenie did get to me. I was mad at myself for yelling and everything, and ultimately had nothing else to do but cry. After a few minutes, the boat started rocking, and I hit my head on the wall as I was thrown across the room. I got knocked out, and next thing I knew I was underwater, almost out of breath. The boat must have hit something, which caused the rocking, and then broke, so I ended up in the ocean. I never heard Queenie or Tori though. Where are they? What happened to the land I thought I saw yesterday? What of they're dead?
I race back to the upper decks, looking at all angles for any sign of my sister or cousin. Then I see we're anchored at the end of a straight. Why did we stop here? Studying the knot tied to the mast, I know this is Queenie's doing. In that case, I really don't care, and don't feel like going after anyone and getting myself into trouble with my sister again, so I go back down to my room, eventually falling asleep on my cot.