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It was like a bad dream come true… I kept trying to convince myself it wasn’t real… But it was real… It is real…
May 3rd, 1953
Today I was taken away from my family and dropped in a deserted island… Nothing around me but palm trees and sand… And nothing on my back but a pair of clothes and a K-BAR. I’m still dizzy from the anesthesia the kidnappers gave me. Survival is a must. I will not die on this island.
May 4th, 1953
Today I had trouble finding food, after hours of looking, I finally found a banana tree. I made a spear out of bamboo and went fishing in the ocean… No luck. It is 9:00 P.M. and pitch black. I will soon have to find a place to rest. I have no blankets, pillows, or pajamas. Who knows what I will have to find to make those materials. Just another day in the jungle.
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