Tears were beginning to roll down my cheeks, leaving glistening trails

mapping the full extent of my sorrow. I was shivering due to cold even though
there was just a gentle breeze. I wondered to myself, if things could have been
different had I not taken part in this trip. Never in my wildest dream, did I imagine
that a spectacular event on a yacht would turn out to be a nightmarish affair.
The day before was a euphoric one filled with excitement of the two day
yacht trip I had embarked on. On that fateful morning as the yacht drifted gently
from the shore, the scenic view was splendid across the horizon of the sea as
far as the naked eye could see. A melodious wind blew gently and the tall
coconut trees were swaying to the rhythm of the wind. We were surrounded by
crystal clear sea water. The blue sky, illuminated with fluffy clouds, was a
magnificent azure. That was not the end of my blissful day .As dusk approached,
the scene thrilled me as I sat on the deck .The sky gave a golden appeal and the
sun looked like it was sinking into the sea as night began to unfold. Then, the
golden yellow background of the sky changed to millions of twinkling jewels. I
was mesmerized to see the view of the opulent God's magnum opus.
As the last shreds of sunlight vanished from the sky and darkness
descended ,all of a sudden a howling wind emerged from nowhere and began to
blow furiously. Sensing danger a paralyzing fear rose in my chest. My instincts
told me something disastrous was imminent, but i just could not figure it out. I
went into my space and dived into deep slumber .In no time I was rudely
awakened by screams and the explosive sounds of gunshot.
The vessel master bellowed ,"Abandon the yacht!, Abandon the yacht! ,We have
been attacked by pirates".
I was shocked to hear the announcement from the master and gripped by fear. To
my horror the yacht was in a topsy-turvy condition. There was chaos all around
and I realized that the yacht was damaged and about to sink as it was engulfed
by water. I dragged myself outside and to my flummox, I saw everyone running
helter-skelter to get out of harm's way. I felt the adrenaline rush through my
blood. Saving my belongings was no longer a priority as I was in real danger.
All of a sudden the damaged yacht began to submerge and I was flung violently
into the choppy sea. Then everything seemed to plunge into darkness.

Streaks of light awakened me and I found myself in a dark, gloomy cave

surrounded by dozens of pirates. My hands were tied and it hurt. The pirates
were speaking French, thinking I would not understand a word. It was clear and
they wanted to decide ways to torture me. Their leader took a chair and sat in
front of me. He whispered coldly, "Hello, Jacob we have been expecting your
arrival" I was utterly dumbfounded. I've never met this guy and he knew my
name. B-but how...?! He gave me a devilish smile and told me that this shipwreck
experience .I just felt it was a sabotage. According to him "someone" paid him
millions to torture and execute me. I was in total devastation as I had very few
enemies, but the pirates kept on laughing hysterically. He told me I was going to
die in this uninhabited island and answers about my death will remain untold in
history. The other pirates then whipped me with a steel rod repeatedly. The pain
was excruciating and I cried, "Please stop! I can't take it anymore! The pirate
leader replied "You said so ". He took out his single shot handgun to execute me.
I was praying hard that a miracle would save me and true enough a miracle did
happen.
A man attired in a black outfit suddenly emerged out of the blue. What he did
then was amazing. He took on all the pirates single-handedly. Gunshots then
filled the air. In a moment all the pirates dropped dead on the ground with blood
oozing out from their heads. He then set me loose and I thanked him profusely
for saving my life. I then learnt that he was a retired Russian military captain
working on an undercover mission tracking down those pirates. I then explained
to him about the chain of events that took place. My face radiated with happiness
when he told me he had a chopper on the other side of the island. The door back
to my survival opened widely. Just before stepping onto the chopper, I turned
around and took one last look at the island. Finally, my horrifying experience was
coming to an end. I heaved a sigh of relief and said out loud, "I'm going home"