The Adventure of Rubber Ducks

 

 

 

 

                I was once part of a crate of happy little ducks. We were all crowded up into one crate and we all were family. one day, my family and I were taken to a large cargo ship as I can see it from my little hole in the crate. I was very lucky because I was the only one squeezed  upon a hole in the crate. A couple hours after the ship has sailed, a storm started to form as I saw it in the sky. Suddenly, large waves started bashing against the ship and we started getting somehow, "loose." Within a minute, we were happily on the ship enjoying the cruise, a moment later, we were in the ocean, spreading apart, following the flow of the ocean.

 

                But there was one rubber duck that had stayed with me. He was somewhat shipped from another country so he was a tad foreign to my language. We tried to communicate from time to time but it would always end up in an awkward silence. But him and I had explored so many countries. We have traveled near the volcanoes of Hawaii, the famous beaches of California, the animal-filled tropics of Brazil, and then the nice and cozy rivers of France. Finally during a two part canal in France, the other rubber duck and I had part our ways. It was lonely without him, even though he was foreign to my language, It was enjoyable to have someone with me.

 

                It seemed like minutes has passed since the ship had dumped us over, yet when I had come back around California, It had completely changed, difference auto-mobiles, different clothing, high rise buildings; nearly everything has changed. To this, my adventure has ended when I had washed up on the beach of California. Over the ages, I've been just laying here awaiting another adventure to who knows where.