On the island, my island, I walked around the trees, the coconuts, the rocks. The coconuts were good but
I just couldn't eat something so I only drank them. I was on this island because my fellow crew had tied me up to a tree on this island to leave me to die. Fortunately for me, a man (a little crazy, I must add) rescued me. His name was Bhargava Raj. He showed me around the island that I named "Sammy Douglas" because of my first captain, a sweet, loyal captain, no, friend. Although, I was starting to like my Indian friend...
4 comments:
I like your 100 WC, especially the cliffhanger.
i really liked how you have described who the person was and added lots of description about your Indian friend
I think the description about your Indian friend was good but i didn't understand about the name of the island when you named it after you captain but did they not tie you to a tree?
Hi Alma,
I liked your story because It had a good plot twist. I also liked your story because you thought around the coconut problem.
I once drank a coconut and it was very good. I also have been to an undeveloped island.
Did you know that coconuts can fall off trees and kill people? DId you know that 12 billion coconuts are harvested each year?
What inspired you to write this story? How did you come up with the idea to write this story?
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Devon
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