https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2015/05/24/sunday-photo-fiction-may-24th-2015/
Anchor It!
Twenty years after the disaster Captain Jones, now eighty years of age, stood with tears in his eyes when he unwrapped the anchors of his ship.
The anchors that saved everybody’s lives. If it had not been for these anchors the ship would have crushed on the rocks and nobody would have survived.
That dark night, Jones got the oman that something was going to happen. He got up and went to the upper deck and steering cabin. He could hear, by the way the waves were breaking, that the ship was in trouble. On the instruments he saw they were near the shoreline. Huge boulders and rocks sticking out. Jones could not see them but he knew they were dangerous. He let down the anchors, pulled the siren to evacuate.
The anchors balanced the ship till all were in the lifeboats. The ship broke in half and sank.
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Glad there was a happy ending!
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A very brave and quick thinking captain. Good story.
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Yes, he knew what he was doing! Thanks for the comment! 🙂
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Kan wees
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Hoop jy voel al beter!
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Ek is regtig goor
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Ag nee! Dis nie goed nie. Gaan weer dr toe sodat hul verder kan kyk wat aangaan. Sterkte maar vir jou
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Sal maar kyk Ek was darem vandag dorp toe
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Ek het amper gedink dis ‘n ware verhaal, totdat ek die woord “fiction” raakgelees het.Goed geskryf!
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Dis vir my nogal lekker om so denkbeeldig te skryf! (Ek sien ek het wraggies fiction met n v geskryf!) Dankie vir jou kommentaar, bly dit klink werklik!
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Haha ek het nie eers die spelfout raakgesien nie!
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