Amy's pov:
This is the 4th night on this island. I can't take this crap. I can't wash my hands because I have no soap. I hate this place. The bugs are only biting me. I had to go and teach a boy how to to find the right trees to cut down. All of these people are crazy. They act like everything is ok. It's not. This chick named Marie acts like she is the boss but guess what I don't fucking like her. I can't do this anymore so I'm going to get me off this island one way or another. I go and gather poison berries. I don't want any to find me. When I get to the beach I leave all of my notes and equipment on the beach to help them out. I make sure no one is watching. I take the boat and walk in the water with it until I am knee high. I jump in and paddle. I'm either going to die from drowning or the berries. I don't know how to swim. I get into the middle of the sea and swallow the berries. The boat starts filling up fast with water. The boat sinks. I see myself sink to the bottom until I pass out from the berries. Between the berries and the water my throat and nose burn. Two minutes later Amy dies.
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My Utopia:
AdventureFollow along with the lives of people who get washed up on an island. Will they learn to live together in piece or will they all end up dead.
