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Essay Archive - Creaitve Story: Desert Island
Creaitve Story: Desert Island
 The bright sun pierced through my silted eyelids as I made a feeble attempt to
block the burning beams of light with my shaking hand.  Unsuccessful, I closed
my eyes tightly, shutting out the ball of fire hanging overhead.  As my senses
returned in a painful blow, I raised myself up slowly, spitting out a mouthful
of sand.  With a quick glance, I uncovered an interesting fact.  All my clothes
were gone.  Then it came flooding back.  Back on the SS. TUNA, I had heard a low
rumbling, and then the deck cracked under the....
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