Day Two
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I awoke today the same as I did the day before. Hungry, shivering, and waiting. Someone will come sooner or later, some boat or perhaps a plane will fly by and see my S.O.S. in the sand. It's a shame I'm here alone, not because I want someone to be stranded with me, but because the beach is beautiful. I've never seen anything so nice. The supply of food here is limited, some berries here and there, a couple of banana trees that look worn and nearly dead. I guess I'll just sit here and wait awhile, I don't want to miss the ship when it comes by the island.
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Day Ten
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It's a little past noon or so from what I can figure. The sun is beating down like a wrecking ball onto the condemned building that I am. I can feel my structure giving away every second. Lady Luck has forsaken me, the berries I found were picked clean by one of the island animals. Why? WHY?! It's not right, it's not fair. I give to charity, I give the homeless clothes, I feed the hungry, I don't deserve this... this death. I have no one now, only myself and even I don't want to be around me right now.
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Day 17
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It's evening time, I haven't had a bite to eat all day. The sea water tastes like poison. I'm sitting in the darkness, by a tree and on the ground. Tears of fear and frustration are all that I own. I'm haunted by visitors, the shadows come and go. With this kind of company.... I'd rather be alone. I'd rather be alone. The shadows are coming closer, and time is standing still. Dark is the silence that encompasses my soul. Is this just imagination, or is this all for real? Save me someone... please. Save me. I wont make it through the night. I don't want it to end like this, I can't stop it either. I don't have much time left here, I hope that it comes quick in my sleep. At least I won't be here on this horrible island anymore.
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