| Chapter 3 |
| When I woke up it was getting dark. The reporter still laid on my chest. I wondered where the day had gone. I gently lifted her off of me & placed her head on a shirt that I balled up as pillow. I got up to look around. In the hut I found a lot of luggage & some fruit. There were a couple of pillows that were soaked & blankets that were also wet & not useful for the time being. I walked down to the beach & stood at the water�s edge. I looked out at the water. It was so calm. I missed being at home with my family & with my friends. They will probably be worried about me when they find out. I heard someone come up behind me. I turned around to see who it was. It was the reporter. �Hi� I said to her. �Hi, I know we got of to a rocky start, but I wanted to say thank you because I stayed up all night last night building the hut. I didn�t want to sleep until you carried me back to it.� �Your welcome. I know you know who I am, but I�d like to know what your name is.� �Oh, I�m Hannah & yes I know who you are, Howie� �I guess we might as well get to know each other since we will probably be here for a while.� �Yeah, I guess we might as well.� We walked back to the hut & sat down. She handed me some fruit. �It looks like this is all there is to eat on the entire Island. At least for now. I guess we could try fishing or hunting too.� Hannah said. �Yeah, your right. We can eat fruit until we can figure out some way to find other food.� �You know its getting late, maybe we should get some wood for a fire.� �Well let�s go before it gets to late.� They both got up & went searching for some lose wood for a fire. |
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