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 * -W I K I S P A C E S- Entry #1 **
 * I ** am not alone anymore, but that’s now. 6-years-ago, I went on a trip to a small-deserted-island with-my family, my-cousin-Skyla, and her family. The reason why we went to a deserted- island was because our families-loved learning about history. After we explored-the-island, it was time-to-leave. As we were slowly loading-up-the-boat, Skyla remembered that-she-left her stuffed-animal that she brings everywhere near-the-shore. As Skyla climbed off the boat to grab her stuffed-animal, the boat took-off. I couldn’t-resist leaving Skyla there. After all, the island-was-deserted, and she was-only 5-years-old, so I took a leap-of-faith into the water. As I was swimming-onto-shore, I hoped that the boat would wait for us.

When I got-onto-shore, I saw Skyla running-up-to-me. “Did the boat leave-without-us?” She asked. I looked back and saw nothing but-the-sea. Sadly, I answered “Yes…” Skyla showed-no-emotion. I was confused. She was only 5, why wasn’t-she-sad? I realized she liked it better with just the two-of-us. But why? I was only a normal-12-year-old-girl. Days later, the boat did-not come-back. When the-week-passed, Skyla got sick. I tried to take care of her, but-I-couldn’t. Finally, the day has come. Skyla was gone. I was devastated now-that-I-was-alone. The-next-few-days, I-used-coconuts-as-food, and-I-took-the-juice-from-the-coconuts as-my-water-supply. This-was-how-I-planned-to-survive.

** -W I K I S P A C E S- Entry #2 ** A month-after-Skyla-died, I continued-to-live-off-of-coconuts and-their-juice. One-day, I was getting tired of coconuts and I was getting really-skinny so I had decided to go fishing in the sea around-the-island for fish. Although I didn’t know how to fish, I had to get some meat supply, so off I went. I-had-almost-forgotten that I needed a fishing rod but I didn’t-know-where-to-get-one. I just remembered that my father brought some fishing rods and accidentally left them near the sea so I went to go find them. After a-long-walk, I finally found them halfway buried under the sand. I grabbed one and walked towards the sea and fished how-I-remembered-seeing my-father-fish when I was 10.

After a-few-long-minutes, I felt something tugging-on-my-skirt-instead of the fishing rod. I looked down at my skirt and saw a puppy prancing happily around me. I didn’t know what-to-do, so I put-my-fishing-rod-down, and picked the puppy up. I assumed it got-left-alone-on-the-island like I did, so I decided to care for it like I tried-to-care-for-Skyla. Since I was going to care-for-this-puppy, I decided-to-name-it. I guessed-it-was-a-female, so-I-named-it-Alyssa. For the next-few-weeks, as I was waiting-for-the-boat-to-come-back, I cared-for-Alyssa, and shared-with-her-some-of-the-fish that I fished-for every-two-weeks.

** -W I K I S P A C E S- Entry #3 ** 5 ½-years-later, Alyssa and I were waiting-and-waiting for the boat to come back. Alyssa didn’t-understand why we were waiting-for-a-boat, but I was-there-waiting, so she-was-too. A week-later, Alyssa and I saw a figure-in-the-foggy-sea, coming toward-us. Alyssa was confused, so she ran closer-to-the-sea, barking-at-the-figure. It was coming closer and closer toward-us. I didn’t-know what-to-do, so I quickly got-a-stick, and held it ready-to-fight. When the figure came real-close-to-shore, I walked toward it a little. Alyssa stood-by-my-side ready with-me. The figure walked out of a boat and came closer-to- me. The fog had-soon-disappeared, and it was possible to see-the-figure, but I was-scared, so I looked-away.

“Wen_jalin8888?” I heard coming from the figure. It turned my head toward-it, and I thought I saw my mom. “Mom? Is that you?” I asked. Behind the figure was more people. They-walked-toward-me as-well. I didn’t-know if I was-hallucinating or-not, but it was-my-family! I went up-to-them and hugged them-all. I was definitely not-hallucinating. “It’s Wen_jalin8888! It really-is!” My dad-called. I was devastated to-say-this, but I told-them-the-sad-news-about-Skyla. We sent-our-prayers, and soon, we-finally-went-home. I was-so-relieved to finally-go-home. I missed-everybody-I-knew, whether-it-was friends, enemies, family, or-not, considering I haven’t-seen a single-person in 5-years.