Chapter Two:Miracle

   Benjamin coughed up some more of the salty,fowled tasting ocean water,and crashed on his side,the warm sand sticking to his wet fur.he heavily wheezed,which brought him into another coughing fit.Finally,after a few minutes he completely regained his breath,and dragged himself into a sitting position.He had been floating on something that came off the plane,for hours,and that had brought him here-at a beach in the middle of nowhere. Benjamin looked around curiously,trying to find a sign that someone was here. Nothing. He twisted his body akwardly,trying to see behind him. Just as he was starting to see something out of the corner of his eye, he had twisted himself too far,and flopped onto the sand, making a soft "thud" noise.
   He growled,fusterated,as he started to pull himself up off the sand. He looked up,and that's when he saw it. "A forest! That's it!" Benjamin pulled himself up as fast as he could,and sat,just thinking. He knew he couldn't stay on the grimey beach forever,and going back out to the plane was impossible.And,he had been in the forset before. Sometimes his owner would have let him go outside,and explore. A few of the times,he had went into a nearby forest. Then he'd stay there for a bit, and come back home. It'll be just like before. Ben thought to himself. Except,this time...I don't have a home.
   Ben thought it over for a bit,still thinking about whether this was a smart idea,or a death wish.He sighed,and realized what he had to do. Move on. He needed to except that he'd never see his owner again,and for all he knew,his owner could be dead by now. "Goodbye my owner." He said silently,so even he had trouble hearing himself. "And thank you." He solemnly picked himself up,and padded towards the luscious forest. He stopped once,and breathed out. "My past is behind me now." He meowed loudly,so he didn't feel alone. "And now,I have a fresh start."