The Man With Nothing Left To Lose
As the ship swayed along the stormy sea. A man with nothing left to lose sat on the wooden floor of what used to be a British Brig. A creaking noise as if tiny feet scurry across the floor. A red liquid laid next to all the bodies laying around the floor.
The liquid coming close to my feet, it stopped and I gently moved away. Then bang a whole bunch of boxes slam down onto the floor. Sending goosebumps up and down my spine. It is still and I gave a sigh of relief that I was alive. So I sat there with nothing left to lose.
W.A.L.T write a show not tell story about this photo.
I found it very tricky to come up with ideas but I liked publishing it on a Doc.
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