The girls clung to the side of the ship as it was tossed about in the raging storm.
The towering waves and the foaming water terrified them.
Earlier they had gathered with their parents and planned their course of action upon arrival.
The parents looked forward to safety, security, family.
Both girls longed for the prospect of school, of a classroom, of teachers, of new friends.
Their schooling so cruelly curtailed in their native country.
The new order made it clear their family was no longer consider essential.
It was get out or be sent to a camp from which there was little hope of survival.
Nature now intervened and created a turmoil seeming to remind them they were far from the worst of things.
Crash!
Rocks!
Churning water.
Two girls, clinging together.
Sinking, dreams lost,
Just more nameless boat people.
Morpethroad 
“It was get out or be sent to a camp from which there was little hope of survival.”
Unfortunately for some it is not fiction. Very good story!
Thanks Hannah for your comment and yes it is a very harsh reality for many of these people.
A suspenseful, dramatic story — it made me wonder about the place where they were leaving, of “the new order.”
Thank you for your comment. Makes you wonder doesn’t it? What happened in my story did actually happen not so long ago.
Excellently written. I enjoyed the suspense of the moments even as you fill in their sad backstory. So true for some families. Well done!
Thanks Penny. The magic side of writing is writing words then sitting back and looking at what you have achieved. Sometimes it makes sense and sometimes you discover a point being created within the words you write. Though editing does help! Love playing with words. Thanks for following my blog.