I looked around for a moment and tried to say somethign but couldn't pu my words together. "What- What's happening?" "She cut the back of your head wide open. We have to sew it shut so you don't bleed out."  I felt the vomit sliding up my throat, I forced it back down and shut my eyes for a moment to concentrate. I shook my head violently and felt the puke comign again, this time, it was too late to force it back down. I puked on the deck and Posey  wiped my mouth off, I didn't understand how he didn't just set me down and leave me, being grossed out by me puking all overhis arm.

I saw my father running up with a huge needle and thing of thread. I screamed and wrappe my arms around Posey's neck. "Posey! Don't let them hurt me!" I screamed in fright as he tried to un-wrap my arms and calm me down. "Valentine, Valentine! Please! Listen, you will die if I do not let them do this! Look in my eyes, and forget everything else." He grabbed the sides of my face and looked straight into my eyes. Time froze, I never realized how pretty his eyes were. I felt a sharp pinch in the back of my head but I didn't move. Posey's eyes shifted to look at who ever was sewing my head shut but quickly glanced back down at me. He had puke on his arm, and acted like it wasn't there.

I saw a flash of panic go on Posey's face and then everything was white. I screamed but I could hear everyone around me. "Posey! What happened!" "What? Nothing! Don't look back here!" "I can't see!" He paused and got close to my face, "What?" I felt a tear run down my face from fear and then repeated myself, "I can't see anything. It's all white." I felt his body move as he sighed and mutter something about God under his breath. "Posey. Are you crying?" His arm moved up to his face and quickly came back down, "Yeah right." For the first time in my life, my mental pain tuned to physical. I felt soemone kiss my forehead and then asked who had doen it. "I did..." I heard Posey's voice say. "Posey...Am I going to die?" Even though I could not see, I could sense and hear. He was crying without sound. He gave me to another man and listened to him walk away.

"Posey! Come back!" I screamed. I finally, hard the sound of crying far away on the boat. I looked in one direction, not knowing where the person that was holding me face was. "Put me down. Take me to Posey." He didn't put me down, but he carried me over to Posey. I felt my feet hit the deck and my hands gripped onto the side of the boat. I felt someone's arm go over my shoulder and smelled Posey's hair next to my face. My shoulder was warm and was turning wet. I looked around trying to see, even though I knew I couldn't. "Posey? Are you crying? On my shoulder?" "Yes." His voice sounded whimpy and afraid. I could hear crying behind me as well. I laughed for a second and then smiled, "Posey! I'm fine! Why is eryone crying!" I didn't hear any one laugh back, just greater sobs then before.

I thought for a moment and then put his head ontop of Posey's. I finally understood, I was going to die that night. I took a deep breath and too, began to cry. I heard my father weep in the background some where with the rest of the crew, "I have already lost her mother! Why must I loose her too!" He sobbed to the other mates. I lifted my arm to whipe away the tears running down my face. "Posey. I have to tell you something..." I felt his head lift up to my face and his breath hit my face, "I love you Posey. Remember that, don't evr forget about me okay?" He pressed his face up against mine and took a deep breath. "Valentine. I would never forget you. I love you, always have." He wrapped me in his arms and held me. I could feel tears run donw my back from Posey.

I let one last tear run down my face before Posey kissed me. At that moment, I realized it was my last. I closed my eyes and let Posey hold me. If I was going to die, I wanted to be with Posey when it happened. I felt the pain in the back of my head getting closer and closer, more painful shocks each time it came closer, surrounding my head. There was one spot that was not filled with pain, and it was coming next. I felt it hit that last spot as I fell to the deck. I heard Posey yell and crash to the floor with me. And that. Was my last memory.