Post by Angel on Mar 29, 2006 19:51:15 GMT
Angel has been walking around the dense jungle for days, trying to find a way off the island. The rainfall the night before had made the ground all soft and sludgy, but she continued to have hope and continued to look around for something useful or someone in that matter.
She hadn't seen anyone in about a week, she was running out of food and finding shelter at night was always tricky. Darkness was falling so she took off her handy backpack and hid inside a bush. Once inside her hide out for the night, she took out her last remaining bottle of water and took a sip and she bit into her last piece of fruit.
She hadn't seen anyone in about a week, she was running out of food and finding shelter at night was always tricky. Darkness was falling so she took off her handy backpack and hid inside a bush. Once inside her hide out for the night, she took out her last remaining bottle of water and took a sip and she bit into her last piece of fruit.