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THE SPIRIT OF THE ISLAND
And the storm gave us desperation.
“Hurry up jimmy help us get some of this water out, your standing there like a deer in the headlights!”, yelled the captain
So in panic mode I ran down to the bottom of the ship and pulled the rough sandy plug that said very clearly DO NOT REMOVE and held it in my hand fist as if I had saved the day, I thought the water would flow right out of the ship and I would be a hero but I learned that water is very stubborn. I ran to the top and sealed the top floor hatch not realizing that I just locked everyone inside with the salty sea, then while still locking the hatch i noticed water seep through in between the wood and then i thought to myself I am screwed. I jumped off the boat taking a buoy with me so I could float, I looked around and noticed there was no one with me,I was a drop in the ocean, a whisper in the wind, I was alone. It was just me and my buoy, so I looked at my options, big ocean and small island and narrowed down my options to the sea and land I chose land
“I better not die here”, I said quietly to myself as i floated along, my feet are my propellers.It took me a long while to reach the island but then all of the sudden Soft soaked sand cushioned the bottom of my feet. Knowing that I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed I continued with caution and finally me and my bouy made it all the way out of the water I let myself fall to the soft sand. I stood up and tried to cleanse up my body of all that sand that made its way into my mouth everytime I move the tiny little Pebbles in my mouth would move around and making crunching noises against my teeth.
“No”, I said agreeing with myself “I am not the sharpest tool in the shed
The forest border was perfectly divided from the beach. It stood out to me, the beauty of nature. I started towards the edge of the forest and found a small palm tree and started twisting off the branches for a little hut. I am happy this happened to me, i am finally alone and my parents can’t tell me what to do I thought to myself realizing very quickly after that, that was the only good thing about this. A crab pinched me right before I tore it right in half and ate. I saw the crab again that night but this time he was just a clump of waste on the floor. When I woke up in the morning I found what looked like a blueberry bush and ate. Everything was a blur and I am pretty sure I just got high for the first time while i was high the sensation made me feel as if I didn’t have a care in the world I couldn’t help myself I kept eating more and more. I started leaning, when i looked to the side a rock coming my way. Now I am Just a whisper in the wind. A drop in the ocean. The spirit of the island.
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i feel we take thing for granted sometimes everyone does and i would like to change that.