Wednesday, 5 February 2014

Castaway


Hi, my name is Josh and I am alone in a desert island. You probably think that I am crazy but I have tryed all the things you are thinking to scape from it. I've been here since I was seven years old and now I am.. I really don't know. I only know that twenty years minimum because I have a lot of hair in... In all parts, I'm not going to specify, better for you, I'm sure. I have tryed all the things in the world to call the attention of the people that pass near the island but well, you can imagine it, I am still here so.. Obviously, you are probably thinking how a perfect, gorgeous, and amazing man like me can be in this ugly island, I don't have any idea, seriously. I was sleeping in a boat in the Atlantic Ocean and when, aproximadly three hours later, I opened my eyes and I was here... My parents? I don't konw where they are... But probably dead... Ok, I am not going to think about that because I am going to start crying and I don't want that. To finalice, I thing you should read my letter. The best thing I have done is that letter in a bottle, defiendly. I am very proud of that letter.

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