Moment In History Captain Cook's Arrival

As I slowly strut across the land, I feel sharp, shivers of cold, icy air run down my spine,
like hundreds upon thousands of knives. Slowly but surely I slither my way through the
ice cold mud.

The birds sweet song, bushes sharp rattles and the thundering bangs of the ocean waves sing
with the wind. Leaf by leaf the wind blows until…

BANG! My eardrums howl with pain, as they ring aggressively I fell to the muddy dirt,
I covered my ears with my hands but nothing helped, I thought I was going to die.

But, a few minutes later it was gone… Shaking in shock I stood “where did it come from?” I had to
find out.

Traveling through the bush I noticed, no sweet songs no chirps or cheeps,
just silence COLD. DEAD. SILENCE.

As I arrive to the loud crash by the sea I could make out somewhat of a wooden vessel.

“The priest! He was Right! How is this possible? White beings, it had to be!”
I rushed to the sea as fast as a lightning bolt. I had to greet them, with a haka.

My heart races, I’m scared and nervous anything can happen.

*inhale* “TUR!-” BANG! Everything went black  i was dead

There i lie upon the sand