. LOST! AND ALONE, At Least That’s What I Think .

Episode 2


by Brianna Hamilton

The man looked like he had a knife in his hand. I hid myself under a table so he would not see me. But I guess I made a noise and he found me. I screamed as loud as I could. He grabbed me by my hand and sat me down in a chair. I screamed even louder but I had no reason to because I don’t think anyone could hear me but the man that stood in front of me. I said” Please don’t hurt me I never did anything to you. I was just looking for my d-dog. I was in a plane crash. I am the only survivor.” Then the wind started to blow. The man said” that was the same thing that happened to me about 25 years ago.” I thought about this. If he was here for 25 years that must mean no one has rescued him and they won’t rescue me either. I certainly didn’t want to stay alone so I asked him if I could stay with him and so I did. He gave me some water to drink out of a pinkish bottle. That night he said “I am going hunting you stay here until I get back. If someone knocks hide and be quiet.” He left before I could ask what does that mean. About 3 hours later someone knocked. And when they did it started to rain. Then I herd something whisper behind me. I looked back, what I saw was the weirdest thing I had ever seen.
My dog was floating right in front of me dead with a stab on his head. I rubbed my eyes in disbelieve but when I opened them my dog was on the ceiling. Someone knocked again. I hide under the table as the door opened. I was as quiet as could be. I looked down at a hole in the table cloth and saw dog’s legs. It looked like my dog. Then I looked up and my dog was not there. It was almost like I was seeing things. I looked back through the hole my dog sat down and I heard the door close. I wanted to get out from under the table but I didn’t want to take any chances of getting hurt. I knew something was weird about this island. I felt like the mysterious man, me and my dog are not the only things one this island. Then the thunder roared and the lightning flashed. Someone or something knocked on the door.



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