“Bob b y! Get b elow d eck! ” His fat her yelled .
Bob b y cam e out of his d aze wat ching t he weat her t urn int o a st orm and ran t o t he st ep s t hat led b elow d eck of t he old b oat . Below t here were p ort holes where he could see t he wat er sp lash against t hem . T he b oat t hrashed b ack and fort h like a t oy. He was scared b ut over t he years he has b een t hrough sim iliar sit uat ions. But it seem ed d i erent . He went
t o a locker and p ulled out a life jacket and p ut it on for safet y. T hen he t hought ab out his fat her out t here wit hout a jacket , so he grab b ed one and ran up t he st airs t o
nd his d ad .
As he ran t oward s his d ad a wave t ip p ed t he b oat on t he st arb oard sid e and Bob b y went over t he rail and int o t he wat er. Aft er yelling for help for what seem ed like hours t he b oat fad ed away and Bob b y b ob b ed in t he sea wit h his life jacket hold ing him out of t he wat er as he rod e up and d own in t he furious swells of t he sea. Hours went b y as Bob b y fell asleep
from
ex haust ion
when
t he
sea
nally
calm ed .
He
was
on
his
own.
L ost at sea.
Snickers!
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