Drowning Screams Screams rippled through the night. As the body plunged into the sea. Correction. As my best friend plunged into the sea. The men who threw him in stood their laughing, whilst I cowered in the shadows; almost oblivious to the world around me. They took him as soon as he found out their terrorist plans, and forced me to come along with him onto this ghastly ship. Feverishly, and foolishly I wished to be back at home. Anywhere else, in fact, would be better. Slowly, I rose and began to move across the deck. My heart pounded and a cold sweat appeared on my palms. Nearly there.... so close! When a sudden force grabbed me around the waist. I kicked and cried as my captors took me. Whilst I thrashed around I was vaguely aware of moving closer to that cursed ledge. Like a plank walk that pirates had; it stank of death and despair. Hence with one final shove I fell. Screams rippled through the night.