My Kind of Story: Thoughts from a Ship at Night

I'd like to share some stories with you.  These are fictional pieces I've written and range from 1,500-7,000 words in length.  They consist of many different themes and were a joy to write.  It is my sincerest hope that you find enjoyment in them as well, flaws and all!

So go make some coffee, find a little nook, and dive on in.

T H O U G H T S  F R O M  A  S H I P  A T  N I G H T
 
Brandon Salisbury
May 9, 2014

Time: 12:08 a.m.
Date: 07/30/1941

Location: Somewhere in The Arctic Ocean

Destination: Moscow, Russia

I've often wondered what would happen if I fell overboard?

As I stare into the waves below, I get this eerie feeling in my stomach just thinking about it.  And with the storm in the distance, I can't help but wonder what might happen.  I'm sure I'd survive the fall (I've jumped from higher).  But what would happen next?

Of course, I'd begin to shout for help, hoping for someone to hear me.  But even if they had, how horrifying a thought of my cries being dismissed to the wind.  I can see it now, a family shutting the bedroom window and carrying on with supper.  I suppose my best bet would be if someone had heard me from the deck.  Actually, I take that back.  Someone seeing the incident would secure my greatest chance of being rescued.  But on a night like tonight, I really don't find that likely.  I mean, the wind is really going right now – the kind that blows hats off and dresses up.  I’ve only seen a few other souls out tonight and that was an hour ago.  If I fell right now, I'm sure it’d go unnoticed.

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