Creative Writing: My Hero's Journey

I opened my eyes and was blinded by the piercing ray of light pointing right into my eyes, a massive headache was pounding my head, and all I could hear was the sound of a high pitched whistle. Until I hear something else. Voices? No. Not just that, but yells, cries for help, people sobbing. Looking at my surroundings, I see people around me either crying because of an injury, or yelling for the medics. The paramedics were also here, but what could’ve happened for them to come. Now that I think about it, where exactly am I? Focusing on my surroundings, I realize that I’m on a beach shore. How did I end up here? Then I remembered.

10 hours ago

“Come on, we’re going to miss the cruise!” Said my son, Matthew. I laughed and hurried up behind

“Wait!” I yelled. They saw us just in time. “Hold it, there’s two more a coming!” Someone yelled. As soon as we were on board, we started to sail. “I can’t believe that we’re actually doing this!” Said Matthew. This is the first cruise that he has ever been on, and he has been preparing for it since the moment that she announced it to him. Seeing his excitement brought her so much joy, that she wouldn’t mind doing this a hundred times. Even if the tickets were expensive. For two hours, Matthew couldn’t stop talking about the beauty of it all. Repeating that one day he wanted to become a sailor. The sun was going down, so I told Matthew, “Let’s take a picture, so that we will never forget this moment.” It seemed like the most perfect day to go on a cruise, and I don’t think that I will never regret making this decision. Then the speaker turned on. “Attention, this ship has now been hijacked. Do as said, or face the consequences.” With shock, everyone just starts looking around, not exactly knowing what to do. Then the sound of a gunshot pierced the air. Everyone fell to the ground, panic filling their faces. “Now, are we going to do this the hard way, or the easy?” asked a man who was in the front of the ship.