Finally... an island

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I was without food, no one around me, totally alone, and nobody to help me. This was how I was going to die, bye mom... by dad, whom I had never met... whom I don't even remember what he looks like anymore. I love you both...

I was about to try and drown myself... when I saw hope... a miracle. I suddenly saw a blur, I was probably hallucinating... but no, as I was getting closer, it was getting clearer and clearer until I could make out the shadowy trees and the bumpy sand.

I plunged into the water, off my log... which I named Pinocchio, naming things make me feel like I have someone beside me, I feel more safe... okay, I think I'm definitely going crazy. I swam to the sand, clawing at it until my hair, fingernails were full of it. My clothes suck to me, and sand stuck to it which made it even more uncomfortable. I scrambled onto the beach, I saw some dents in the sand. Probably some animal... until I looked closer, they were a set of footprints... the size of mine, a little bit bigger though. I followed them into the trees, to a clearing surrounded by rocks the size of my head. I looked around slowly. Studying everything... rocks, sand, trees, grass, weeds, sticks,... a small hut made up of twigs and mud, then more sand-

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, WHY DID YOU COME, WHO SENT YOU!?" I heard a voice behind me...

I slowly tried to turn around... I felt a sharp wham and a whack in the back of my head... I felt myself being picked up off the ground... then everything went pitch black...

The last thing I thought was... I'm going to die now...

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