Posted in Posted by Lemony Snicket

Well, I'm back with part two of my story! Tell me if there is anything I should fix, like if the sentence structure or dialouge is boring, or anything like that.

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     A sudden rush of cold air brought him out of his daydreams. He sighed, and looked around for any of his brothers or sisters. When he didn’t see any of them, he guessed they were all in their room, and headed towards there, his hair being tossed in every direction along the way.
 
     Opening the door, he found everyone but Darren in the small grey bedroom; Jana and Jonathan talking to each other, Peter looking out of one of the round window, William reading a book he had brought along with him, Rebecca daydreaming, her head in the clouds and Abigail just sitting.
 
     “Where is Darren?” Tristan asked.
 
     Abigail replied, “He went to get us some dinner from the ship’s kitchen.”
 
     Everyone in the room had a depressed look about there face. No one said much for quite some time after that. They just sat, thinking about what lay ahead of them.
 
     Then, they heard something that sounded like a knock on the door. William opened the door to find Darren. Well, he didn’t exactly find him, because he couldn’t see Darren, for his face was hidden by bowls piled on top of one another.
 
     “Um, could I get a little help?” he asked from behind the dishes. They all laughed a little and the boys helped him with the tower of bowls. What everyone loved about Darren was he had a sense of humor and almost never lost his temper, even if he was frustrated or stressed. Also, he tried to cheer up anyone that needed a little bit of happiness.
 
     “What are we having this time? Another type of soup, I have no doubt,” Rebecca remarked.
 
     “You would be right, clam chowder this time. That is, if you consider watered-down cream with a couple of clams thrown in to be soup,” answered Darren. Everyone laughed again and began to eat. Meals were the only time the siblings were ever happy, because it was the only time they were together and talking with each other. During meals, their minds were distracted from what happened, and what was going to happen.
 
     “So,” said Darren, “I met up with the captain of the ship, and he says that it won’t be long now until we land. If we’re lucky, we’ll get there in two days.”
 
     “Are we really close to land? Or is the captain just trying to get our hopes up for nothing?” asked Peter, who was rather a pessimist.
 
     “No, what he is actually trying to do is convince you that we’ll land safely ashore, but when you have your back turned, he’ll throw you overboard and you’ll never be seen again!”
 
     “Oh, be quiet Will, I was being serious! Is it really true Darren? I feel like I’ve been living on this ship my whole life.”
 
     “Yes, we’ll finally be getting on to firm ground. But don’t exaggerate, we’ve haven’t been on this ship for a week.”
 
     “Well then, I really need to straighten up my bunk, it’s rather…messy,” commented Rebecca, who had made herself rather at home, and took the liberty of unloading everything in her suitcase onto her bunk.
 
     Because the family didn’t have much money, the parents couldn’t afford to give them a large room with enough beds for all of them. The most beds they could get were three bunk beds. So, Abigail, being the oldest girl shared a bunk with the youngest girl, Jana, and Darren, the oldest of the boys, shared his with the youngest boy, Jonathan.
 
     “Jana, Johnny, what’s wrong? You haven’t said anything all day accept to each other,” Abigail asked them.
 
     “Oh, it’s… it’s nothing really. Just…just that...” Jana didn’t finish, she just started sobbing.
 
     Abigail went over and hugged her and stroked her hair. “It will all be okay, nothing is going to happen to us. God is looking out for you, and me, and all of us. He knows what is going on, and what will occur. Whatever goes on, He’s there, it doesn’t matter what goes on, He’s there, and He’s looking out for us.”
 
     Everyone went silent. They didn’t realize it until just then, because they didn’t think about it, but what Abigail said was true. Whatever they were going though, they just needed to trust God that it would all turn out alright in the end, no matter what they would face.
 
     “You’re right. I’ll trust Him. I’ll be brave for Him,” Jana sniffed, wiping away her tears.
 
     “That’s right. Now, just keep that thought in your head. And, keep this in mind; whenever this ship lands, we’re all getting some hot chocolate.” Abigail smiled at her as she said this to her little sister, and Jana smiled back.
 
     After that, Jana and Jonathan were much happier and more talkative with their older siblings.
 
     Quite a few hours later, when everyone but Tristan and Darren were asleep, they started talking to each other.
 
     “What are we going to do about a place to live when we get there?” asked Tristan, whispering to make sure he didn’t wake up anyone, “I mean, did Dad tell you anything about a house before we left Darren?”
 
     “Yes, he told me there was a boarding house, and he gave me the address. Apparently, they should be expecting us. Dad talked with them on one of his trips, and they should be good and kind people running it.”
 
     “Alright, it’s always nice to know we have a place to go. And, um, Dad gave you money to pay for it until they get here?”
 
     “He gave me enough to last us a month there, and he said he and Mom should be arriving there in about two weeks.”
 
     “Okay. Sorry about all the questions, I just feel more comfortable knowing these kinds of things, if you know what I mean.”
 
     Darren looked at his brother and smiled. “I know. Tell you what; I won’t keep any secrets from you from now on. You know, I’ve always thought of you as my little brother who followed me everywhere, but that’s not the case anymore, is it?”
 
     “Well, I guess not. But I’m still going to follow you around sometimes,” Tristan laughed, “Good night.”
 
     “Good night.” They both turned out the lights and fell asleep.