Snippet #1562664

Each wave sent the Ferry to rock slightly backwards and forwards as they approached St Petersberg. Caitlyn sat on the balcony floor at the front of the boat with her legs crossed and her eyes closed. She enjoyed every moment of the fresh yet bitter sea breeze hitting her pale face, sending goose bumps to her arms and back of her neck. Her journey had been a good one. By that time, she knew every peaceful spot of the Ferry, where men and woman hadn't corrupted it with noise and stressful nonsense.

The announcement hit her ears, sending her eyes to fly open along with an excited grin on her face. Finally! She'd soon be able to see her family once again. Oh, how she missed them terribly. Standing up, she stretched before running out into the Ferry to grab her tatty old suitcase and patched bag. Pulling her bags along cross the polished wooden floor, she waited with a lot of the passengers for the boat to stop.

A woman with two kids seemed stressed as the boat approached the port. Her children ran widely around the deck, full of energy. That was probably down to the fact that t they had been cooped up on the boat for the past week.

"Jonathan, please. Stay by mummy. Harry! Don't you dare touch that ladies bag! Jonathan!! What did I just tell you!!" Her voice raised, people turning there heads as they watched the scene.

Caitlyn had been the 'lady with the bag' as the child had decided to poke at it with his foot, laughing like a mentalist. Laughing, the young woman turned around and knelt down to the kid kindly.

"Aye, you should do what your mother tell you to do. I know it's not much fun, but I think she may be becoming a wee bit stessy. You can kick my bag all you want as soon as we get off this boat." Caitlyn said calmly, the young boy named 'Harry' soon running back over to his mother proudly. Shaking her head and standing back up, she closed her eyes and waited for that final announcement.