Beached Draft 3
Written in May 2020
Calem Alistair Priston
Seairra Alexis Winters
Pater or shall I say Yer Glory,
I always thought it started the moment I first stepped onto the earth, but Colton and everyone else always told me it started before Mater bore me. Those blasted outsiders, always causing barney rumble for Mum and the rest of em'. Then the last Wednesday I was there, they did the unthinkable and it was time we put a stop to all this rubbish. Those were the most complaining subjects ever and its not that the Posh is speaking tosh. Just dealing with them made us utterly knackered. We began an arrangement and made a decision to put their leader or someone important to their leader in gaol. If we got that done we'd be chuffed as can be. Colton begged mum to let him come, but she shook her head. Only I and the knights of our subjects were allowed. Now I hae to make a decision that shall change thee life of mine forever.
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1 Year later
Monday
"Father, what happened to him?"
"Hmmm I can't say. He isn't moving, where did you say you found him again, my daughter?"
"Ummm passed out by the beach."
"Is that so......This boy he could've been shipwrecked or......Seairra, when he awakens we can question where he came from."
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Tuesday
"I wonder who you are and where you came from. I mean a boy as pretty as you couldn't come from nowhere....unless did the heavens grant my wish with a fine guy."
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Wednesday
"Even though you can't hear me I like talking to you. It is like I can say all my thoughts you out loud and no one will ever judge me."
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Thursday
"Urgmmmmgh" I opened my eyes...Where was I? The bloody Mary...Why can't I remember anyone? Did someone lob me here? Is this some gaol? This place it is so dull and... Rubbish! I can't remember where I am from or where I am suppose to be. Unless this is the afterlife and I can't remember because I chose to be rebore once again. No, that is just hogwash! I need to try to remember. I was trying to go somewhere. I needed to find someone. I think....I remember my name Calem Alistair Priston. This is bogus. I can only remember my name.
"Oh my! Y-your awake!" Some blonde lass came from the only door and screamed with excitement.
"And who are thou suppose to be?"
"I think you were stranded or shipwrecked."
May 2020 draft
Honestly I like what I was planning because I totally read something like this, but making it happen is hard.
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