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I was pitched headfirst into the water. The impact on my neck was brutal. I flailed around, trying to find the top. I kicked in one direction, and when Ii felt the pressure lessen, pumped my legs harder.
I broke the surface, gasping for air. I glanced around, water flinging into my eyes and my wet hair laying uncomfortably down my neck. Where’s the cruise ship? It can't be that far away! Then I spotted it. It was sailing toward a tiny, little, abandoned-looking island.
I struck out for shore, arms trembling. My head and neck were throbbing, I was shivering, and the water felt as if it had come from the North Pole.
About thirty minutes later, I heaved myself onto the golden sand. I looked out onto the ocean.
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“Hey! Give those back!” he growled at me. “No! Those are dangerous! And there’s no one who would see them! It’s pointless!” I stormed. We tugged back and forth until Jimmy snatched them away, and yanked the rope that ignited it. “No!” I wailed. The first firework fired far into the air. It exploded with enough force that it sent Jimmy, Cara, and I sailing backwards. I hit my left shoulder on a palm tree, and that added to my body pain. The fireworks flew and blasted into the air. As cool as they were to watch, with every one, the pit in my stomach grew bigger, because I knew that our chances of being rescued were getting smaller and smaller with every burst of colorful light. The sky grew dark, and I laid back on the sand, my head resting on a pile of palm leaves I had collected in the jungly part of the island. “Um, Amy,” Cara spoke from my side, talking for the first time that day. I turned to look at her. “Yeah, Cara?” “Do you, um, think that we’ll, um, ever get back, um, home?” I could hear the plea in her voice. For a fleeting second, I felt a stab of pity for her. I did not answer truthfully. “I don’t