Trapped on an Island
Trapped On An Island
“I shouted for help… Help! Help! Help! No answer, no response, not even a single voice, but only the hastening sounds of the twist. Wedged on an island, no hope, no happiness and no family, all alone with myself in a deserted island. The only thing I have is the seas surrounding me, the dry and humid sand, which was good for nothing. All I have left is a precious photograph of my blissful family; they maybe wondering and weeping to God, where I might be? It was thanks to that spine-chilling Captain Wordsworth, who crashed us into a huge and massive rock. He was the main trouble-maker, which led me to this desolated island. All I wanted was to get to my family, safely and peacefully. But that cruel and not trustworthy man has misled to a deserted and lonely island, where there’s no anticipation and where you can just perish. I just wished that I never was here. I am injured all over, from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. I’m just left impecunious, helpless, hopeless and abandoned; left like a dead dog to die in the island by the scorching sun.
I slowly get up on my knees to discover the land and journey that is front of me. My body bursting with pain, my bones screeching as I endeavour to rise. The sun’s potent rays, beaming down on me.
I glance at a queer shape. The sun’s emission shimmered of the figure which was getting closer and closer, unambiguous and then I see a sight of such a beautiful bird. As I ducked and let the animal go past me; I felt a little quiver. That was when I realized that this island was very extraordinary!
I shifted myself up to see the horizon. I saw a forest with massive trees right in front of me. I considered going into the woods and having a look around. But I was precarious if I would ever revisit the world again. I had no choice but to cross the threshold of the murky, humid forest, where I would either perish or endure.
As I stepped into the dark and gloomy jungle, I saw an attractive
“I shouted for help… Help! Help! Help! No answer, no response, not even a single voice, but only the hastening sounds of the twist. Wedged on an island, no hope, no happiness and no family, all alone with myself in a deserted island. The only thing I have is the seas surrounding me, the dry and humid sand, which was good for nothing. All I have left is a precious photograph of my blissful family; they maybe wondering and weeping to God, where I might be? It was thanks to that spine-chilling Captain Wordsworth, who crashed us into a huge and massive rock. He was the main trouble-maker, which led me to this desolated island. All I wanted was to get to my family, safely and peacefully. But that cruel and not trustworthy man has misled to a deserted and lonely island, where there’s no anticipation and where you can just perish. I just wished that I never was here. I am injured all over, from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. I’m just left impecunious, helpless, hopeless and abandoned; left like a dead dog to die in the island by the scorching sun.
I slowly get up on my knees to discover the land and journey that is front of me. My body bursting with pain, my bones screeching as I endeavour to rise. The sun’s potent rays, beaming down on me.
I glance at a queer shape. The sun’s emission shimmered of the figure which was getting closer and closer, unambiguous and then I see a sight of such a beautiful bird. As I ducked and let the animal go past me; I felt a little quiver. That was when I realized that this island was very extraordinary!
I shifted myself up to see the horizon. I saw a forest with massive trees right in front of me. I considered going into the woods and having a look around. But I was precarious if I would ever revisit the world again. I had no choice but to cross the threshold of the murky, humid forest, where I would either perish or endure.
As I stepped into the dark and gloomy jungle, I saw an attractive