Savior

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon on the island. I was really tired of eating fruit nothing but fruit. This madness was been killing me. The fruit was literally making have serous diaharia. I have been serious sick the past two days with diahria and puking like there was no tomorrow. But then when I was sleeping I was dreaming a dream that I will remember for ever. I dreamt that I was being rescued from a helicopter that flown by. They had noticed our fire signal and landed softly on the scare, in which the plain had left after making a crash landing. But then arose from a deep sleep realizing it was a dream. It was a breezy morning when I woke up. I started to make a fire, in which this has been my system for signal for survival. The fire ran all day creating a whole lot of smoke. I went to look for berries sense berries were the only food source that I could retrieve. But as I was about to take an afternoon nap I a here the great powerful force of a repellers, in which that moment I thought to myself could my dream come true like this. I looked up with excitement. I saw the resellers of a helicopter I was jumping around with glee and happiness, in which all this happiness came from me, in which Knew that I was being rescued. The helicopter landed on the scare of which when the plain made a crash landing on the island I hoped aboard and I knew I was going to see the light of day again, and see my beautiful family once more. This is going tube my last entry on the island. God has giving menthe strength to survive. God is love.
-God is G

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So here I am again still on the island. I miss my family so much I miss eating chicken cheese and beef pupusas. I miss playing soccer I miss watching soccer to. I miss playing fifa with my friends. I miss a lot of things that are dear to my heart but , most of all I miss McDonalds. I miss the golden french fries the way the taste the way they look reminds me so much of home. I miss the Big Mac I miss the bcan cheesburgers I miss going to McDonalds with my sister and then going home and then making hot chocolate and then watching a movie with our McDonalds and our hot chocolate then after fridays I miss the way my neices say Uncle James they pronounce it like Funcle Jams. But McDonalds with my sister and hot chocolate and a movie with my sister is what I miss the most I wish the best for everyone on the island and their families back home god is love, God is G.