2nd of June, 2020
Dear Diary:,

How lucky am I!I am! Last night, I got thrown overboard last light by a storm. Now, I am stuck here, maybe forever, on this island, maybe forever.


The restlessrough waters ocean washed me up toon a beach. The sand stungwas so hot that I was forced to wake up. I was desperate, thatand I screamed as loud as a man talking through a megaphone. But, but it doesn’tdidn’t seem to do the trick. I wanted to die so bad. There is nearly no one on the island… Yes, there are Gibbonsgibbons, but they are not normallike humans, thatwho have the intelligence to find out how to use a phone or even speak English.

But, looking forwardahead, it’s not as awfulbad as hellone may think. There are hilly mountains, coconut trees, caves, and more. I was enjoying the probablewhat probably were the last few days of my life, sunbathing on the beach, but at once,when all of a sudden I heard a crash amongcrashing noise coming from the skiessky above. A storm iswas coming. I stood up at once, tidied up all my precious belongings and stored them safely in the cave, andthen hid in there before the terrible storm could carry me away, and wash me toup on another island again.