The Shocking Adventure

I didnt know what to do by then, I had already exausted all of my possible ways out. I could try to do that weird thingy where you rub a needle against a cloth, bend it, then use it like a compass, but i didn't even have a needle! This was a disaster, being lost at sea, all alone, having your family not have the slightest of an idea on where you are or even how you got there. I was scared, honestly, about how this would all go sown. Either I willfall down to the bottom of the ocean, never to be found, or I will fall to hell, taking the life of an innocent living creature, in search of food to get back to the mainland, or even an island for that matter. I quickly decided that I had to bust into action, trying to do the right thing, I didn't. I took the soul of that innocent dolphin just to be able to have solmethuing to eat. I was dissapointed in myself for doing this, but I also knew that it was the last logistical option. I ate what I could, then contunuted trying to sail the boat the the original land of where I had taken off. This was a highly difficult task, in saying that the winds were at over 20 miles per hour facing in thne wrolng direction.I saw all of this trash out in the ocean, I was so sad and depressed while passing it all. At one point, I had even seen a poor little manatee trapped in a grocery bag. After about four and a half more days, I was unshockingly on the shoulder of California's Bay. Is it bad that I was not the happiest about coming to land again?