Something was wrong and I heard my mum and dad whispering in the kitchen.
We had to leave London, and go to New Zealand. I knew that it would be long I know that the journey would be so scary on the boat but it would be good when you get there. We would have a great life that is beta in New Zealand.
The boat was constantly rocking and people were getting seasick, horrible food, no comfortable place to sleep, and the smell of all those unwashed people on board is Yuck! All the people hoped that it was worth it.
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