Then the captain turned the ship. Some people flew across the boat. Elizabeth put her book down; she went to go order pizza. When she was finished, she returned to her book. The workmen…YAWN…Elizabeth fell asleep. She fell into a DEEP sleep… “Where am I?” asked Elizabeth. “Well, you’re on a boat, of course,” sang a little white rabbit. “Who…who’s THAT?” “Well, little girl, that’s Captain Porter. He’s head of the ship. Stay clear of him, and you’ll be safe. Well I must be on my way, I’m running late for my meeting!” said the rabbit. Elizabeth took a while to walk around and study the ship. How do I get out? She wondered.
Oomph! She looked up. Right in front of her, was a large shady figure. “Well, I’m afraid you don’t have permission to be on this ship, do you?” said the captain. “I-uh…I’m not sure…” whispered the terrified little girl. Elizabeth was shaking. She could hear creaking behind her. It sounded like the whole crew was watching. “Throw her overboard! THROW HER OVERBOARD!” they all cried. What was she going to do now?
“No, no, no! Does this young lady really deserve to be thrown overboard…or punished for any sort? Nobody even knows how or why she’s even here!” said a tall, fine looking gentleman. Elizabeth blushed. “Well…I guess we shall see…for now, throw her into the spare room,” said the captain. Elizabeth was pushed around, made fun of, and then thrown into a very small, dark room. She didn’t know what to do…she felt as if she would never see the sunlight again.
The little girl flopped onto her hard little mattress, and poured out her tears onto her bed. She lifted up her pillow to discover an old piece of parchment which entitled THE SS.PORTER 1823. She sat there and thought for a few moments…then clued in. She was in her book!
“Ah yes…so you’ve realized where you are, yes. You are on the SS. Porter. It must feel interesting to you to be living in the 1800’s,” Elizabeth jumped. “What was that!?” she shouted. In a flash, a small, white lump flew out of the bed. It was the rabbit. “You may not know why you’re here, but let’s just call this a new experience,” giggled the ball of trouble, and he was gone in the blink of an eye.
It was getting late, and she had nothing else to do, so Elizabeth pulled her thin, torn sheets over herself, and tried to fall asleep. She was lying there for a long time…a very long time. Well, up until the point where her door started creaking. It was slowly opening. Standing in front was Captain Porter.
“Well, we all did a vote and it seems that it is time…for you to be thrown off the ship. We are sorry…and all that stuff, I guess, but it’s time for you to come with me,” He said. Terrified, the young girl was being dragged out by a whole ship of crewmembers. They brought her to the plank. “Okay, young lady, I’m getting tired, so we’re going to make this quick. You stand there, I push you…and you fall off, okay?” said a dreadful looking man. Elizabeth stood there, with her eyes closed.
She could feel the wind blowing through her air. She must’ve been falling forever, well it seemed like that…then she felt as if she hit the ground…well not exactly the ground. More like a couch. She woke up lying on the couch with drool down the side of her cheek. “Oh great.” said Elizabeth. “It was all just a dream!” Ding dong! The doorbell rang. Elizabeth ran to get the pizza. The man delivering looked quite familiar…a fine looking gentleman… “I guess I’ll never know…” said the girl.