A Short Story Contest

A couple weeks ago Kingdom Pen, a website for christian writers, (http://kingdompen.org/), sent out an email for a short story contest with a limit of 250 to 500 words. This picture is what the writers had to base their stories off of, and I hope that you enjoy my story. 

A wave crashed over the deck of the Black Ibis. She heaved over the pounding waves and battled the strong winds. Adeline and Beatrice held their swords in one hand standing on the Forecastle Deck. They were both sisters who had grown quickly into women, and stood side by side guarding a chest of gold. These sisters had come from a rich family of France who had come to trade gold for rubies to an old man who lived in a town on Ireland. But of course, with winds and lighting guarding there way they could not reach the cost. The boat heaved and fell back

“We will have to tell father that we cannot reach the island!” Cried Adeline.”

Her voice was horse, and she could barely hear her own words that were being drowned in the break of the lightning. The ship was tossed up and down in the strong winds.

Beatrice looked through her telescope, and tried to find land, but it was nowhere to be seen.

After hours of being washed in the torrents of the sea Beatrice and her sister had given up all hope. The danger of the voyage was not what made the women scared, but to lose the chest of gold which their father needed. The storm had only worsened and had grown into a great tempest. Where were they? Should they turn back now? William, one of the sailors and his sister Rose had come on the journey with Adeline and Beatrice, and now it was time to make up their mind on what they were going to do.

After telling the rest of the sailors to keep watch of the boat, the captains, and the mates went to the cabins to discuss matters.

“We either leave the sea, or wait for the storm to calm down risking all of the gold that father needs to be traded.” Began Beatrice

William and his sister waited to speak.  

“Whatever does happen to us, we shall remember that rubies and gold are not the most important thing in this world, and that we shall be protected on our journey whatever happens.” Said Rose.

“She’s right,” said William, and smiled at his sister.

Still the captains did not know what they should do. It was a risky choice, and they could not have help from their father in France.

Suddenly a voice was heard.

“Come on Anne, it’s time to leave.”

“Mother, I’m in the middle of an adventure though.” Replied a voice.

Anne picked up the jar of water, and wooden boat, and dumped the water back into her tub. She placed her dolls and boat in a basket in her room, and ran downstairs.

They hopped in the cart and left while Anne told herself that when she came back, she would continue her adventure.