The sheep lasted us two days. Since I had so much free time, I kept stretching the wool into clothes. I attached the skins to a stick and put the stick in the river for hours. That way I knew there were no bugs and dirt.
There were a few crops growing here and there. I recognized a poison berry bush, so we stayed away from that. But I found onions, potatoes, carrots, tomatoes and apples.
I took some carrots near our hut. I saw they weren't fully grown yet, so I planted them near our cave.
Around the cave there was a little flat expanse that went on for twenty feet on all sides, except for the side with the cliff rock thingie. Then, if I faced away from the rock, to my left and right, twenty feet or so away, was the shore. Thirty feet ahead was a forest. There, the island started to thicken: from shore to shore in the middle of the island, it was about mile or so thick. I didn't know how long the island was, but my guess, standing on top of the cliff, was eight miles or so.
I crawled inside the cave and saw Chuck working on something. By the sound of it, he was sharpening some sort of knife.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
He set down whatever he was doing. "Sharpening the axe."
"How do you just know what to do?"
"I've been in Boy Scouts and we did things like this. Making a fire, tools, survival skills."
"Oh."
I crawled outside. I sat down on the warm grass and relaxed. I sat there for a long time, just thinking. Daydreaming. Remembering.
Then the waves rose ten feet high and came on the island and I screamed for my life.
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Isolation
AventureKim is a rich, although very unspoiled girl. She is very humble, even though she could take her friends to that expensive restaurant down town. She doesn't brag, or wear flashy clothing. She goes on a cruise with her parents and a few friends. But...
