As I let the waves rock me side to side, I squinted to better see what was coming up on the horizon. It was a small, spread out community of floating houses with docks attached, housing boats of all sizes and colors. I made my way to one particular house with two fine sailboats where I climbed onto one of the docks. I then managed to accidentally untie one of the boats, causing it to drift out into the open sea, until I couldn't see it anymore. Knowing it was my fault, I felt awfully guilty, and swam to the home to which the vessel belonged.
I knocked on the door, to no reply. Timidly, I opened the door and let myself into the small rickety, yet comfortable, home. From what I could tell the home was empty, except for voices I heard coming from the back. Making my way to the back of the home, pushing open the screen door, I met a boy, about my age (I would say we were both 14, give or take a few years).
Once he saw me he just stared into my eyes with his almond shaped, and very green, eyes, until he finally blinked and offered me a big smile. His teeth were very white, though the rest of him looked rather tattered and worn.
"I'm Taka!" He practically shouted, he seemed so excited to meet me.
"Tessa", I replied, but my smile faded as I remembered why I was here. I needed to tell him I lost one of his boats.
I could tell that these boats must be very important to the community, as their condition was top-notch. Every sail was crisp and clean, the decks scrubbed and shining, the wheels polished and very much used. The thought of me telling him that I lost one of his boats got harder and harder by the second. I ad let him down, though I had only known him for a few moments, I felt like I was letting down a good friend.
But as I began to speak, Taka's eyes were warm with forgiving understanding. We then climbed onto the roof of his floating house and watched the sunset, as tropical oranges and pinks exploded and danced on the water.
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