Chapter 1: Shipwrecked with God

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Chapter 1

 

“Time to get up already?” I sat up and stretched.

The sun was shining into my hut and I could hear the ocean waves crashing a few feet away.

“Morning!” my parrot Arthur chirped.

“Good morning, Arthur. Now, what should we do today?”

“Arthur wants breakfast.”

“All right,” I said with a laugh. I pulled off the blanket that I had made out of my old clothes and stood up.

I went over to the table in the area that I consider my kitchen. On the table were a bunch of bananas that I had just picked yesterday. I peeled a banana and gave it to Arthur and then peeled a second one for myself.

“I guess we had better get some more food,” I told Arthur while we ate.

“Arthur want breakfast,” he chirped again.

“Another banana?” I asked as I held one out.

“Arthur want breakfast, he repeated.

I peeled him another banana and had another one myself.

“I am going to go out and pick some more fruit. Are you going to come?”

Arthur followed me out of the hut and into the jungle of trees. I quickly located some coconuts. I shimmied up the tree with my bare feet and threw them to the ground. Then, I spotted some bananas so I quickly climbed that tree and grabbed those too. Finally, I decided to grab some pineapples.

“That should be good for a few days,” I told Arthur as I gathered up one load to take back to the hut.

“Uh, oh,” Arthur said as I was about to grab my third and final load of fruit.

“What?” I asked Arthur.

“Uh, oh,” he said again. He started flying into the hut without waiting for me.

Suddenly, I felt a cool breeze. I looked up and saw that it was no longer sunny and warm like it was this morning. Dark storm clouds were moving in quickly.

I rushed back to the hut and had just made it inside before the first drop fell.

“Looks like we will be inside for awhile. This storm looks like a big one.”

Lightening flashed and thunder cracked right after. The rain drops became bigger and pounded the hut.

I was very thankful that I had made some repairs last week after the hut was damaged in a different storm. I was now staying safe and dry in my hut. I only hoped that it would be strong enough to withstand the whole storm.

I thought back to my first storm on the island and how afraid I was. Not long after that, I made the hut. Whenever it stormed I would hide under the blankets until it was over. It rains nearly everyday on the island though. By now, I am no longer afraid of storms. I only wish that someone could be here with me now, to help pass the time until the storm ends and I could go outside.

At long last, the thunder got farther apart from the lightening and the rain lessened up. After awhile, everything was quiet, and I could go outside and have some fun.

 

Chapter 2

 

“What a beautiful day to go sailing,” I said to Emily.

“The sun is just perfect.”

“I hope we see some dolphins or whales,” Miranda said hopefully.

“I’m sure we will,” Emily replied.

It was a beautiful day to go sailing and just spend time with each other. We had just gotten out of school for the summer yesterday and we decided to celebrate with a little sailing trip.

“Look over there!” Miranda exclaimed.

“Dolphins!” I cried.

“Grab the camera, Tiffanie!”

I ran and grabbed the camera and started snapping pictures of the dolphins.

“This summer is off to a great start!” I said excitedly.

“Day one of summer and we’re already having adventures,” Emily agreed. “I wonder what the rest of the summer has in store for us.”

The dolphins disappeared and we sat down and relaxed in the sun. It was just a perfect day to be out on the ocean.

I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know, I am awaken by a cool breeze. I looked up and saw that the sky was really dark.

“I think we had better turn back,” I called.

“We already have,” Emily said. “But we have been sailing for a couple of hours. We have quite a ways to go.”

Rain drops started falling fast and heavy. The wind picked up and waves started rocking the boat back and forth.

“What do we do?” I asked worriedly.

“What can we do?” Miranda replied. “We are stuck in the ocean. We just have to continue heading back.”

“How can you tell if we are headed in the right direction?”

“Would you guys just relax?” Emily asked, sounding rather frustrated. “I’m doing what I can.”

There was a flash of lightening and thunder cracked. The boat started rocking even more. The rain came down even faster.

I was starting to get scared. I had no idea how Emily would keep up heading in the right direction.

“Hold on!” she called.

The waves were bringing water in the boat. If the storm continued, we would sink.

I don’t know how it happened but one minute I was in the boat and the next I was in the ocean.

“Grab the life preserver!” Emily called to Miranda.

Miranda tossed the life preserver but a huge wave rocked the boat and she lost her balance. She hit her head on the side of the boat before going into the water headfirst.

“Grab her!” Emily called.

The waves were making it difficult to swim towards her.  Luckily, Miranda had put on a life jacket when the storm started so she was still floating.

Emily was just getting ready to throw the next life preserver when the sail came swinging towards her.

“Look out!” I tried yelling but I ended up with a mouth full of water.

Emily swung around and saw it coming right at her. She ended up being knocked in the water as well and the sailboat started drifting farther away.

 

Chapter 3

 

I was just coming back from the spring with drinking water when I heard a groan coming from the beach.

“Shh!” I whispered to Arthur as I moved behind a palm tree.

I peered around the tree and couldn’t believe my eyes. Three girls were lying on the shore!

That’s impossible, I thought. They would have to have a boat somewhere.

I peered around the tree and got another look at the girls. I couldn’t see a boat. It kind of looked like they were lying on the beach asleep.

I heard another groan. The girls seemed to need help. They didn’t look dangerous so I came out from behind the tree and headed towards the girls.

“Help!” one of them cried out weakly. “A wild island native!”

“It’s ok,” I assured the girl. I looked them over and saw that two of the girls were bleeding and unconscious and all of them looked exhausted. There wasn’t enough room in my hut for all of them, but the sky was darkening and soon it would be time for bed.

“Can you walk?” I asked the girl that had screamed for help.

“I think so.”

“Come to my hut and I will take care of you.” I pointed to my hut that was only yards away.

The girl tried standing on her own but she was so tired that she nearly fell. I held out my hand and held on to her until she was lying on my small bed.

Next, I went back to the beach and found the other two girls still asleep. So I half dragged, half carried them to the hut and laid them on the sand.

While it was still light, I used the water I had gathered from the spring to clean the girls’ cut and covered them with leaves to keep them warm. Then I went outside and made a fire.

I had no idea when the girls would wake. Whatever had happened to them had to be dramatic. I just had to hope that someone was looking for them.

My stomach growled. It was dinnertime. Should I wake the girls for dinner or let them sleep? I finally decided they needed the sleep more than the food. So I snuck quietly in the hut and grabbed some food for Arthur and me.

Arthur and I sat around the fire for a long time, waiting for the girls to wake up. I had so much I wanted to ask them. They could be my chance off the island. I had been waiting to be rescued for years.

I had been dreaming about the day I would be rescued ever since I had arrived on the island. I was always imagining the first thing I would do when I got back. I hadn’t thought about that much lately. I was starting to give up hope that I would ever be found.

I was starting to get tired. The fire was dying out so Arthur and I went into the hut. I curled up on the sand floor and fell asleep, dreaming about being rescued and what the world would be like when I returned.

 

Chapter 4

 

“Where am I?” I asked as I opened my eyes and saw that I was lying on an unusual bed. The last thing I remembered was finally reaching the beach.

“Good morning!” a skinny dark girl with very long hair said excitedly. She was also wearing a grass skirt, which I thought was a little weird.

“Who are you?” I screamed, causing my friends to stir from where they were sleeping on the ground.

“How are you feeling?” the girl asked and handed me a banana.

I was starting to remember more. The girl had seen us on the beach and moved us to this hut.

“Where are we?” Emily groaned and sat up. “What happened?”

“I have no idea,” Miranda said. “Why does my head hurt?”

“How are you feeling?” the girl asked again. She handed Emily and Miranda a banana and then sat down and gave one to a parrot before eating one herself.

“Who are you?” I asked again.

“I’m Sabrina. Who are you?”

“What are you doing here?” Emily asked.

“What do you mean? This is my hut.”

“What are we doing in your hut?”

“Yesterday afternoon you washed up on the shore. You were really tired. I asked that girl to walk to my hut but you guys were asleep so I helped you.”

“What happened, Tiffanie?” Miranda asked. She had not touched her banana. She wanted answers.

“Well, the storm was so bad that I ended up in the water. You tried to throw me the life preserver but you got knocked into the water. Then, Emily tried throwing another life preserver but the sail knocked her into the water. I grabbed onto the life preserver and we drifted here.

“Where’s your boat now?” Sabrina asked.

“I don’t know.”

“So where are we?” Emily asked.

“Some island, I think. Can you tell us where we are, Sabrina?”

“A deserted island,” she replied calmly.

“You can’t be serious!” I exclaimed.

“You mean there is no one else on this island?” Miranda cried.

“Why are you here?” Emily asked.

“My parents and I were on a boat when a huge storm hit. The boat started taking on water and we had to jump into the ocean. They put a life ring around me and we drifted for a long time. But then another storm hit and I never saw my parents again. I drifted here and have been living on this island ever since.”

“And how long have you been here?” Emily asked slowly.

“Since I was seven.”

This wasn’t looking good. This girl looked to be in her teens.

“And how old are you now?”

“I really don’t know.”

“When were you born?”

“In 1994.”

“You have been here for ten years?” Miranda asked incredulously.

“We are going to be here forever!” Emily cried.

“Hey, relax,” I ordered Emily and Miranda.

“How can we when we are going to be here for the rest of our lives?”

“Sabrina, do you think your parents are still alive?” I asked.

“If they are, then they think I am dead. Otherwise, everyone must assume that I am dead.”

“So no one was looking for you because they thought you died! That means we might still have hope! There will be people looking for us!”

“Really?” Sabrina asked excitedly.

“I have no idea where we are, but we can’t be too far away. They should find us real soon.”

“How did you honestly survive for ten years?” Miranda asked.

“There are lots of different kinds of fruit. And there’s fresh water.”

“Just look at this as an adventure,” I told Miranda.

“I think this quit being an adventure ten years ago for Sabrina,” she said sarcastically.

 

Chapter 5

 

Tiffanie seemed pretty confident that someone would start looking for them. It could be a matter of days and then I would be able to leave the island! But then another thought hit me. Where would I go when I got off the island? I don’t even know if I have any family.

“We had better go find some more food it we are going to be stuck here for awhile,” Emily said after she had finished her banana.

“It looks like we are going to need to get some more water too,” Miranda said.

“Are you guys up for a trip in the jungle?” I asked worriedly. “Maybe you should rest a few days. Maybe I should just go. You are my guests, after all.”

“Sabrina, we are stuck on this island, just like you. If it weren’t for you, we would be here all by ourselves, unsure what to do. We will help you out.”

“That’s what I don’t get,” Emily said. “You were seven when you were shipwrecked. How in the world did you know what to do to survive?”

“Some of it was just natural. I just knew what to do. I was hungry so I went and found food.”

“But what about the hut and bed?”

“I watched Gilligan’s Island a few times. They had huts and beds and all sorts of things so I made them too.”

“But where do you get fresh water? How did you know not to drink from the ocean?”

“On Gilligan’s Island they had to collect water so I knew I had to do that too. Besides, I didn’t go directly from the boat to the island. I ended up drinking a lot of salt water on accident before I arrived here.”

“You seem very intelligent.”

“I was actually in fourth grade before I got shipwrecked. I got to skip a few grades.”

“Wow!”

“Why don’t we go get some fruit?” I suggested, trying to change the subject. “It storms nearly everyday so we need to take advantage of the nice weather.”

They followed me into the jungle.

“Are you sure you know your way back?” Miranda asked worriedly.

“Relax, I have been on this island for ten years. I know my way around.”

“Do you have any advice about surviving?” Emily asked.

“Don’t go into the ocean because there are stingrays close by. Also, don’t eat anything unless you are positive it is edible.”

“Don’t your feet hurt after walking on all these sharp plants?”

“I don’t have any shoes. I haven’t had any for years. My feet have toughened up.”

“I sure hope we aren’t here that long,” I heard Miranda mumble.

“Here are some bananas,” I said as I pointed above us.

“How in the world are we going to get those down?” Tiffanie asked in wonder.

“Climb, of course.”

“Climb?”

“Don’t worry,” I will do it.” I shimmied up the tree and came down with a bunch of bananas.

Next, we got some more coconuts and pineapples.

“Let’s go drop this off and then we can go get the water.”

“Coming through!” Arthur squealed.

“Who’s that?” Emily asked as all the girls turned around to look.

“That’s just Arthur, my parrot,” I said with a laugh.

“You have a parrot?”

“Of course. I need some company while I am stuck here. Now, let’s go back to the hut.”

We dropped off the food and then I led them to the spring.

“This is beautiful!” they exclaimed when they saw the waterfall.

“I go swimming in the water and get drinking water from the waterfall.”

“Can we go swimming now?”

“We had better head back,” I said with a look at the sky. “It looks like a storm is coming.”

“Do storms always change your plans?”

“Not really. The storms never last very long and then it is nice enough to go back out.”

 

 

 

Chapter 6

 

After the storm, Miranda, Emily, and I decided to help Sabrina out by getting wood to build a signal fire once it was dark.

“Are you sure that it is a good idea for you to go out by yourself?” Sabrina asked when we told her our plan. “Why don’t you wait for me to get your beds built and then I can help you?”

“You can’t do everything for us,” Miranda said. “Right now we would rather be helping instead of watching you work.”

“We could be here awhile,” I pointed out. “We might as well learn the island. God will lead us around safely.”

Sabrina really seemed hesitant to let us go alone. She looked like she was considering abandoning her project to go with us.

“Don’t go too far,” she said at last. “If you get in trouble just start yelling and I will be able to hear you and come right away.”

“All right. See you later.”

“She does seem nice,” Miranda commented as we headed away from the hut.

“She can’t run the whole island by herself. It isn’t her fault that we are here.”

“I hope that we aren’t here for ten years like her though,” Emily said.

“God brought us to this island for a reason,” I replied. “He has plans that we just don’t know about.”

“I’m just so terrified,” Miranda said.

“We all are.”

“Maybe we should stop here,” Emily said nervously as we entered the edge of the jungle.

“I’m not seeing any firewood here though. I think Sabrina would have picked up firewood from the edge of the jungle first.”

“Then just a little farther,” Miranda said. Her voice was shaking.

“Look, there’s some!” I said excitedly.

“I just thought of something!” Emily said.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“We don’t know what kind of jungle this is! There could be wild animals in here and we wouldn’t even know!”

“I’m sure Sabrina would have told us if there were. Besides, we walked in here earlier with Sabrina and we didn’t see anything.”

“I’m still scared,” Emily whimpered.

“Just relax,” I said calmly, even though I was starting to get freaked out. “God brought us this far. We didn’t die in the storm and no sharks ate us when we were in the ocean. I think with His help we can handle this island.”

“I guess you are right,” Emily said. “But I am still scared. Let’s grab this wood and get back to the hut fast.”

Miranda and Emily started running around, grabbing every stick and branch in site. I rushed around with them so that we could get out of jungle as soon as possible.

“I think we have enough for tonight,” Emily said when our arms were full. “Let’s get out of here.”

“You know that we are just going to have to come back tomorrow for more.”

“I’m either hoping that Sabrina can come with us or that we will be rescued by then,” Miranda said as she started heading out.

“Finished already?” Sabrina said when she saw us.

“I don’t know how you were able to go into the jungle as a kid,” Emily said.

“What do you mean?” Sabrina asked.

“You were here, all alone, when you were seven. We can’t even handle being in the jungle with all three of us and we are seventeen.”

“I told you before that I grew up watching Gilligan’s Island and that I learned a lot from them,” she said with a laugh. “The biggest fear on the show was probably headhunters.”

“Headhunters!” Miranda screamed. She ran behind me, looking for headhunters.

“There aren’t any headhunters around here,” Sabrina said.

“You’ll have to excuse my friends. They aren’t accustomed to the castaway lifestyle.”

“Well, I only hope that you aren’t here long enough to become accustomed to it but if you are, well, I don’t think it will take very long for you to adjust.”

“Maybe we should pray, you guys,” I suggested. “It will help all of us feel better.”

“Pray?” Sabrina questioned.

“Haven’t you ever prayed to God while you have been here?” Miranda asked.

“Not really. Why should I? He has left me trapped on a deserted island. You too!”

“That’s one way to look at it,” Miranda said. “But God has brought us here for a reason. And in the meantime, we can pray that He will keep us safe and lead our rescuers to us.”

Miranda grabbed Emily’s and my hand and I held out mine for Sabrina to hold.

“I thought you prayed like this,” she said as she put her hands together, bowed her head, and closed her eyes.

“There are several ways to pray.”

“Oh,” she said as she grabbed her hand.

“Should we do popcorn or should one person pray?” Emily asked.

“You want to pray for popcorn?” Sabrina asked.

“No, a popcorn prayer means that we take turns praying. Anyone can pray.”

“Why don’t you pray, Tiffanie?” Miranda suggested.

“Lord, all of us have had quite the adventure, but thankfully we have survived and made it to this island. We just pray that You will be with us while we are on the island and give us the resources to survive until we are rescued. We also pray for our rescuers and that You would lead them to us safely. Amen.”

“Amen!” Sabrina said loudly.

“I do feel better,” Miranda said.

“Me too,” Emily replied.

“Well, I need to go finish the beds before it gets dark,” Sabrina said. “Do you want to get the fire started?”

“Sure.”

“I think we need to introduce her to God,” I told Miranda and Emily as we sat down on the ground to start rubbing sticks together.

 

 

Chapter 7

 

I went back into the hut to finish the beds while the other girls worked on the fire. I could probably get the fire started faster than they could but they were insisting that they needed to help and learn.

It was amazing how much hope the girls’ arrival had given me though. I had given up on the possibility of a rescue years ago. At the same time though, a part of me kept telling myself not to get my hopes up too high. I mean, I was never found, and the same thing could happen to these girls.

And what were they saying about God bringing them to the island for a reason? Why would God do anything like that to someone? I mean, what gain has there been in me living on this island? It isn’t like I have done anything for anyone while stranded here. Everything I have done has been for the sole purpose of survival.

I really didn’t know what the girls were talking about. They must have hit their heads on a rock or something.

“Sabrina!” I heard one of the girls call, brining me away from my thoughts.

“Yeah?” I called back.

“Would you mind helping us? It is starting to get dark and we would like to get this fire going.”

I had just finished working on the last bed so I stood up and walked outside to help them. The girls were sitting around a pile of unlit firewood, looking frustrated.

“We tried, we honestly did,” Tiffanie said.

“And to think that you were able to do this when you were seven,” Emily said sheepishly.

“It just takes patience,” I said as I took the sticks from them and started rubbing.

In no time at all, there was a roaring fire.

“Wow!” Miranda said.

“You really should think about teaching a survival class after we get rescued.”

“I’m pretty sure if a seven year old can figure it out, anybody can,” I said with a laugh.

“Then why can’t we?” Emily asked.

“Because you have just arrived. You haven’t had much practice and you lack patience.”

“Gives us something to work on,” Miranda said as her stomach growled.

“Are you ready to eat?” I asked.

“I will go get the fruit,” Emily offered. She rushed into the hut and was out a moment later with the fruit we had picked earlier today.

“Should we pray?” Miranda asked.

“I’ll pray,” Emily offered.

“All right.”

We all bowed our heads and waited for Emily to begin. Even though I still wasn’t one for religion, I decided that there was no harm in praying.

“Lord, we just give thanks for this delicious fruit and the fact that we are blessed, even when we are stranded on a deserted island. Thanks. Amen.

“Do you ever get tired of fruit?” Tiffanie asked as she peeled a banana.

“I haven’t gone fishing recently,” I replied.

“How do you go fishing?” Miranda asked.

“I wait until low tide and then there is this spot where fish get stuck.”

“Sounds delicious,” Miranda said with a scrunched up face.

“Sorry, but there aren’t a lot of options here.”

“I think I’ll manage for a short time. I certainly can’t wait to be rescued though.”

That reminded me of the question I had earlier.

“Why do you think God brought you to this island on purpose?” I asked.

“We don’t really know yet,” Tiffanie replied. “Sometimes it is hard to see what God’s plans are at first.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, take Ester for example. She was made queen to save her people. She didn’t know why she was made queen at first.”

“Who is Ester?” I guess I had been away from civilization for so long that I had no idea that we were now ruled by Queen Ester.

“She was a woman in the Bible.”

“Oh.” I was glad that I hadn’t told the girls who I had thought Ester was.

“So you are saying that you were brought to this island and something might happen later for you to see the reason?”

“Exactly.”

“How long can it take?” Hopefully it wouldn’t take very long. I wanted to be rescued.

“We don’t know.”

“So it can take ten years or more? Like, maybe that is the reason I am still stuck on this island?”

“Only God knows the plans He has for you, Sabrina.”

“I sure hope it doesn’t take you guys more than ten years for God’s plans to be revealed.”

“Don’t we all,” Miranda agreed.

The girls then jumped into a discussion of who should stay up to tend the fire. They told me I wasn’t allowed to help so I might as well go to bed. So I did. I needed some time to think.


Submitted: September 08, 2014

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