And so, He sat there on his own. Waiting for someone to come back and save him.
He was on his own, alone. Sitting there full of regret that he did not follow the others.
"Why, why did no one take me?" he thought.
He started crying, alone in the dark water.
He sat there and no one wanted to see him.
Noone could see him. The ones who are dead stayed dead
they drowned. Why?