The light house

Chapter one

Im all alone.  Alone on a sinking sailboat. The sea is rough, waves are splashing up onto my boat.  I have no hope. My life is soon coming to an end. Drowning far out at sea.

Suddenly, i see a lighthouse, i brush my long brown hair out of my face to take a better look. I rub my bright blue eyes.

"I must be imagining this", I say to myself, "this is just impossible, there can't possibly be a lighthouse here". I try to keep my hopes low by talking to myself, telling myself that there defiantly is not a lighthouse there, and if there was, that i will probably drown on the way there. Somehow, that seemed to calm me down and my hopes were low.

But, to my amazement, i can still clearly see the lighthouse, glowing in the near distance. I don't know weather to be mad or happy. I was wrong not right. I don't like being wrong. But then again, it would be better to die a more marvouless death than dying in sea and no one  really knowing much. I want a death that everyone will remember and everyone will know my name. So after a bit of debate whether i should just die out a sea and remain right about drowning or just accept fate and go to the lighthouse to be safe, I decided i would go and stay in the lighthouse for a while until i was ready to leave.

"There should be someone up there in the tower operating the search lights" I say to myself, "There is probably even a good amount of food too" I started listing all the things there may be at the lighthouse out loud, I completely forgot that my boat was sinking.

" Oh dear me!" I said out loud again, i had a very bad habit of talking to myself, having arguments with myself, and so on. "Oh no, i hope i will be able to make it to the lighthouse before my boat sinks!"

I grab my emergency paddle, and quickly start paddling rapidly to reach the glowing lighthouse. Just in time, I reach the lighthouse, I breathe a sigh of relief.
"I'm so happy I managed to get to the lighthouse in time!" I say to myself as I get off the boat taking my small bag with me. In the distance, I can see the boat, my boat sinking deeper and deeper into the dark ocean. But I soon have other things on my mind when I'm standing in front of the big wooden doors of the lighthouse.
Everything suddenly looks dark and cold like I'm out of a very scary book.

"Lisa!" I say to myself sternly, " Lisa you must be brave, you will not be able to make yourself at home here if your acting like a child!"
"Well" I start to argue with myself, "I am only 13 years old so maybe that's why I am acting like a child!" I started to have a full blown argument with myself right outside the door.
This leads to me slapping myself in the face.
"Oh Lisa!" I say to myself, " Won't you ever learn to stop talking to yourself!"
I was about to argue back but I stopped myself. I sighed. I brushed my hair out of my face again and begin to open the big doors, millions of thoughts rush to my head, imagining what it might be like inside. A castle? A very nice family? Completely empty? Everything painted pink? I push these thoughts away and grab the huge golden handles of the door. I look at the finely engraved details on the golden door knobs. They look beautiful, but why are they here, at a lighthouse, isn't the middle of no where? I stop to think again, then stop and scold myself.
"Lisa you must stop daddling and open the door!" I said to myself quite crossly. A little hurt by this, i replied a bit annoyed,
"Oh you must stop telling me off so!" I said to myself, " I will never get into this door if you don't stop arguing with me!".
After that, Lisa didn't bother arguing back to that. What was the point?
She grasped the giant doorknobs again and took a deep breath. "Here goes!" She said to herself quietly. And she pushed the big doors to find, that they would not open!