I slightly opened my eyes and spotted bright white birds flying over the indicolite-colored sky. My body felt exhausted, and my legs were filled with pain. I lifted and noticed a short-wooden sign in which was written “SEASHELL BEACH.” I would guess that this is the name of the beach in which I am located, but I'm not certain. The only thing I remember was that I was having a graduation party with my friends, Eva, Anna, and Emma. I also remember a flooding scene, so the boat crashed. The waves pushed me to the shore. My body is completely bruised. My jewelry swooshed away. I could only feel my friendship amulet, which Eva, Anna, and Emma also had. I felt safer with at least having it with me, I would not be alone.
I stood up and started to desperately search for food and shelter. I was cold and my belly screamed for help. I began to search and search, until I found an unknown motorboat. I squished myself through a window which I managed to break with a rock. Soon, I found a comfortable couch in which I could sleep while on the island. I went to the small kitchen and found some rotten meals. The only things that were eatable were a large variety of packed snacks including chips, cereals, candy, brownies, protein bars, and cookies. I was filled with joy when finding all those delicious foodies.
After tasting the snacks, I felt more energized and started to explore more of the beach. I could not find any sign of humans, but I did experience facing insane monkeys, fierce seagulls, and giant turtles who did not want me anywhere near their eggs. The sand was white and soft, and seashells filled the floor. I picked up seashells of any type, round, large, small, pointy, white, and detailed. I made sandals out of coconuts and some vines.
By the end of the day, I was tired, and my hair had sand everywhere. I was sleepy and felt heavy with all the snacks. I also glazed and appreciated the stars in the gloomy sky. I am now laying on the wide couch, writing in my diary, the only thing that was saved by my pocket. Luckily, you are safe with me. I can hear the cicadas loudly screaming and the waves hitting some rocks. I hope tomorrow will be a better day, and that I will find a way to escape the island. It is getting spooky and late; I should sleep and rest.
Today I woke up and felt pain everywhere. I did not want to get up, but I knew I should. I had to find a way of gathering the attention of the airplanes and helicopters passing by. I thought and thought but nothing would be helpful enough. I was almost giving up, but an idea came appearing in my mind. What if I made signals with fire?! That would be an excellent idea but the way of making fire was the hardest part. I spent most of my day trying, but I would not succeed. I got inside the motorboat and searched for things that could help me make fire easier. No objects were found, so I thought of using sticks and dead leaves instead of using rocks.
I went in the direction of the more tropical part of the island. Spiders, dangerous frogs, and scorpions infested the east part. I quickly got two medium-sized sticks and ran so none of those deadly creatures would sting me. I tried and failed, but I could not desist till...VWALA! I MADE FIRE. I was so thrilled and overjoyed.
I am now here writing and anxiously waiting for either an airplane or helicopter to pass by. My stomach feels strange, and my entire body feels accelerated. The only thing does to now is wait for safety to come.