I watched as the sun fell down from the sky as I sat near the fire. It seems like years since I arrived here. 12 days actually. I am starving, in pain, and I have no means of getting out here. "How could it get any worse?" I exclaim. Just then it started raining. "Brilliant, absolutely brilliant." I sighed and looked into the fire. It was starting to dim due to the rain. I stuck a plank in it and watched it roar. At least I had warmth. Not enough to change the fact I'm starving mind you but enough to at least comfort me. The darkness seemed to slowly fade away as I watched the sun rise. That beautiful sun. It was another sign of hope. One more day I survived out here. One more day closer to making it home in that log cabin, all those failed machines, sticky notes, the broken microwave, and that blasted radio. Why did I listen to that mad man in the radio? He was out to get me more than anyone else. But why? That's going to be my goal. To get out of here alive and find out why. Maybe not starve and make a shelter. Food that sounds good. How hard was it to catch a rabbit anyway?
*The sun starts to fall*
Very hard. I spent all bloody day trying to get rabbits. I made four traps though. Only two of them worked. Anyway I have two rabbits and some berries, sweet delicious berries. Not so filling though. Then there are the rabbits I caught. Oh sweet divine being they were good. Enough to fill my stomach anyway. My goal is only just beginning, and boy will it be worth it.