24. 6. 2014
When I slowly opened my eyelids, the sunlight flashed in my eyes, making them close again. When I finally had the strength to get up, I realized I was on an island, alone. I was super dizzy, and the last thing I remember was waking up to go on a trip with my friends: Ava, Summer, and Anna. Normally, the sea would cheer me up if I were sad, but nothing in the world could cheer me up about being completely alone, on an isolated island, with nothing to eat or drink.
Out of nowhere, about 40 nearly naked people came yelling at me in another language I tried to understand, but I couldn’t. They were so tanned, that they were orange. They also had feather crowns, tattoos, and furious faces. Without me noticing, my palms were sweating, and I was shaking. Terrified, I said: “s-s-sorry, I only speak English.” Suddenly, a big man went to the front and stared at me for about 30 seconds, then, he finally said in his deep and scary voice: “who are you? Why are you here?!” Still shaking, I explained that I did not remember anything, that I just woke up here, and that I think I must have hit my head on a rock or something. He nodded, turned around, and translated everything I just said. After a while, he turned to me and confirmed: “If you don’t mean any harm to our tribe, we’ll leave you alone.” I quickly answered that I did not want to hurt them or anything, and they finally left.
When the natives were out of sight, my stomach made a backflip and started to rumble. I had nothing to eat! I searched the whole Island and all I found was a coconut and some wood, which was perfect to start a fire. By now, the sky was dark, full of stars and it seemed as if the mosquitos wanted to eat me alive. Then, I felt something inside my back pocket, they were Polaroids. The Polaroids were of me and my friends on a boat, Summer’s boat. These photos were of this morning since they were not scratched. Everything started to make sense. My body was exhausted, and I decided to get some rest. It was a very chilly night, so I covered my body in the sand, and fell asleep.
The next day, I woke up to the sound of seagulls soaring above my head. My throat was completely dry, so I accidentally drank ALL the coconut water I found yesterday. How could I be so dumb?! Now I do not have any water! I was also starving since I did not find any food on the island. The sun burned my scalp, but I was determined to continue exploring, after all, it’s what I had to do to survive. After walking deeper and deeper into the island, I saw a sign and learned that the name of this place is “Turtle Island.” Suddenly, a tree branch dropped on my head, and that is when I had the most fantastic idea to get me out of that never-ending island. I went running back to shore, held the branch and wrote “SOS” in the sand. To make my cry for help even more visible from far away, I made a campfire.