Right there sitting on top of the water was land. I swam to it so quickly that I felt like I might pass out. I kept going. I swam to that island like it wastwo feet away. I hoped that I wasn't seeing things. I finally got there. I crawled up on the sand. I then slowly crawled all the way onto the huge island. I tried toget up. I was weak but I did it. I looked in to the jungle. I was so weak from hunger and thirst that I could barely even move. I dragged my bare feet along the sand. It felt so amazing to be on land again. I was pruned like a raisin. I grabbed some bananas from a banana tree in the entrance of the wet forests. I peeled it like a monkey and shoved it into my mouth. I guess I'd have to live on fruit. I ate plenty of different fruit that day and soon enough I was quenched and not hungry anymore. Well, I wasn't starving at least.It wasn't going to be easy living on an island. No ships will ever pass by this island. I thought to myself. It was now getting darker. I didn't know how I would sleep. I guess I would just sleep on the sand. At least it wasn't hard. If I could sleep in the ocean, I can sleep here.I walked over to the sand as far away from the water as possible and layed down there. I stared at the island for a few minutes until it got too dark to see. The island was beautiful. It was so big though. I never thought an island could actually be this big. It had a jungle and sand. It had fruit and tall palm trees. Who knows what animals lurk in that jungle? Probably some monkeys. Maybe I could befriend one. I really had a close bond with animals. It started getting darker and darker. The bright moon rose up into the dark sky. I stared hard at the moon. "Will I be okay?" I asked it. I started feeling a bit lonely. I definately needed a friend. A monkey was the best answer. I didn't even know if there were monkeys. I was just guessing. I was very tired and started drifting off in my thoughts. My eyes closed and I lay there alone on an island in the middle of the sea, in the middle of the pacific ocean, in the middle of the earth, in the middle of space, in the middle of nothing. Oh how I missed my son and husband. I wondered how they were doing. If they were alive. If they were cold or sad. Most of all, I missed Stella. My dear sister.