Ok guys, here's the game: we write an awesome story using what the previous post says as a basis for the next part of our story! I'll start and you carry it on for however long you like...there is no plot so just go with the flow; it can be as stupid or as serious as you want!
It was a dark and stormy night as the rain came down in Torrence. As the sailors rocked back and forth in their cabins, their sleepy minds oblivious to the rawing of vicious waves, the Captain said to Antonio, "Come, tell me a story," and the story goes as follows...
Antonio plopped down on a stool in front of the captain and tossed back his long shock of raven hair. He studied his hands for a few moments, lost in his thoughts. Finally, he cleared his throat and began.
"When I was just a small boy in Sicily, I did something terrible..."
"...my family was poor, Captain. You see, Sicily wasn't a huge roamin' town like it is now, and my father was s sailor and my mother a poor baker. She sold biscuits and bread out of our back door. I couldn't have been more than seven when I saw something that I could never forget. I was a good boy- the oldest of five. I ran errands and helped mama whenever I could. I was never in trouble- never. I kept my nose clean, that's what my mama told me to do. She told me, "Antonio, you keep out of trouble, and the good Lord will protect you. Don't follow the waves like your papa, falling into fights with men you only see in the dark. Keep yourself together, and it will all be all-right." But one, dark night in Sicily, it all changed. I became a man with a past at seven. I grew up a terrible lot that night. You see, I saw a murder...."
For a while, Antonio was unable to speak. The storm worsened, and thunder rolled in with the waves and lighting flashed across the sky. The wind caused the port hole cover in the room to break free, and it banged loudly on the ship's side. The grizzled old captain stumbled across the pitching floor to re-fasten it.
Antonio used the time to gather his thoughts. Sicily and his loved ones seemed so far behind him now. It had been many years since he had worked up the courage to tell anyone this tale and his mind raced with the memories that he was not sure he would be able to tell now.
The captain took his seat and looked inquisitively at Antonia. It seemed to Antonia that the captains eyes.....
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