Hi, I'm Shara, Shara King; I was born in Georgia on August 10th. I'm 23 years old unmarried with no children. I live in San Francisco and haven't heard from my folks in nearly four years. Five of my closest friends and me had decided to go on a fishing trip in the Bahamas. My friend Damion even had a boat we could use so we went. None of us had expected a freak storm to blow up out of nowhere, it totaled Damion's boat, I have no idea where the others are, I'm alone and scared but I've got to find then and bring them home. This is my story.
Day 1
I'm guessing it's about midday but I've no way of knowing if I'm right. I've only just regained consciousness I'm a bit dizzy, really hungry and worried for my friends. Fortunately for me the island I ended up on seems to be teeming with usable recourses and food. I've seen some fish in the shallow water near the beach and the whole place is bursting at the seams with coconuts. I also think there're some clams on the rocky seabed but I'm not sure if I'm willing to risk a shark attack. I want to eat not be eaten. I've also seen a load of bamboo on the southern most part of my cozy little slice of hell.
I've been picking up random crap off the beach, hoping we'll be picked up by the authorities before I have to use much of it but you never know. I found a message in a bottle, can you believe it, people actually put messages in bottles in today's day and age! Anyway it looks like a piece of a map of some kind, I have no way of determining what it's to or for, Damion's the ranger not me, God I miss him.
Oh, I've never been so drained before; I hope it's just stress and not a concussion or anything serious. I think I'll just lay down for a bit, maybe harvest more coconuts before dark if I wake up before then.
When I awoke I'll admit it was beautiful, the sun had just fallen beyond the horizon and the sky was alit with bright pinks and oranges. But I knew the moon would do me little good with light, warmth, or protection against wild animals. I knew I needed a fire. Lucky I had the flint fire starter Damion had given me as a graduation present a few years back. I didn't think it was going to light but it did, I was overjoyed. Now that I'm not so out of it I can get a real since of my surroundings, the place is lovely like the honeymoon getaways you read pamphlets about while eating Ben and Jerry's ice cream in the kitchen at the sink. Real virgin beauty like no one had ever seen the place. I hope that was far from the truth though, I hope that's just a gimmick the get tourists out here.
After a while I got board just sitting next to the fire, I wish I had a torch so I could see but that doesn't look promising, I have no way to get any wood save bamboo and the heat would just tunnel down through the hollow center and burn me holding the handle, no thank you. I did notice two large rocks sticking up out of the sand in the back of the beach, I've laid a few boards of wood I've found laying around, and I'm assuming there form D's boat. God I'm so worried. I'm going to try to make a spear so maybe I can catch a few fish to eat I'm starved, all the coconuts have done is make me piss like a Russian race horse.
I did it! I made a spear, I remembered what Dam had told me, how you need to split the wood and make a barb so that the fish can't wiggle off the end. I've caught about two sardines a grouper and what looks like a really small grouper. But protein is protein. I can't wait till I can tell Damion about this, he'll be so proud of me.