This is a creative writing text about what I would be doing if the year were 1492. I had to finish the sentence, "It is the year 1492, and I..."

It is the year 1492, and I am on the high seas with my loyal crew, searching for the alternate water route to China. My crew and I hope against hope to beat the famed Christopher Columbus to this discovery. It has been weeks now on the water, and some of the men have become discouraged and disheartened. I can see fear in some of their eyes, and I can sense their longing for the smell …

…night, the stars are clearer then ever, and that further supports my suspicions. But how can it be we went so far? It was only 3 days that we lost our bearings, and now I see the constellation of the great Dragon before us, rather than the strong man. "Will we ever return to land?" I ask myself, "or will this frigid air be death's breath on the back of our necks?" Only time will tell...