2 weeks pasted by while I'm stuck on this island stranded with some guy I hardly know and who claims to be Chris. Life couldn't get any worse could it, oh wait it just did. Chris walks over to me and says " Hannah I'm sorry." "What?" I reply, hoping he's joking.
Chris continues " I explored the island further and I didn't find any help."
I don't think anyone is coming for us. "Chris you can't give up hope I know somewhere right now a search party is probably looking for us!"
"The only way for us to survive is to have faith but also faith in each other."
I added. Im starting to worry,what if we were really stranded on this island. Grrrrbh Chris's tummy growls "Ok I'm going to find something to eat." Chris shouts as he walked away.
