Dear Diary,
This is day one on the island, ever the plane crash we've been exploring looking if anyone else survived. I found a conch on the beach we were walking on I blew it then all we heard was the bushes moving twigs snaping turn out to be a whole other group of boys making their way to check out the noise and soon we got aquainted i was chosen to be their leader and now me and two others have set out ton search for food and shelter.
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