I’m a survivor of a boat’s shipwreck.
I don’t remember anything about the accident. I woke up on the beach.
Firstly, I wrote SOS on the
beach.
Then, I searched my mobile
phone and Eureka!, it worked well.
After, I wrote some tweets to
James, The Grandma and the rest of my family demanding some help.
Suddenly, Grandma said me: Too
late.
I answered that never is too
late. I went to explore the island. I was alone. I was afraid, but the Grandma
said me that I’m a survivor and she had talked to Barack and he admitted that
all the satellites were searching me. She sang my song with me: I need your
kisses, to remain your wife. I needed to control my nerves.
Later, I discovered my bag and
Eva’s suitcase but there was nothing inside. I connected my GPS and I started
to sing around the island. I became crazy. I only needed a coconut in my hand.
In conclusion: Life is not easy
for anyone.
I’m going to find many bottles.
I’m going to build a boat.
I love crafts.
I’ve received a lot of tweets
from my family giving support to me.
Thanks. I need my new family a
lot. I love them and I know they don’t forget me.
Don’t do it, please!
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