One Bottle, a Paper, and Survival
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Last published Fri, Sep 25, 2015
I'm lost, here, on an island, with nothing but a pen, paper, and a bottle. How will anyone ever find me? I have one chance to let people know what happened to me. I'll find a way to survive but maybe, to others from where I once lived, I'm dead somewhere at the bottom of the ocean in a crashed car.
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