when i opened my eyes i was lying on sand. i blinked once...twice...then i realised i was alive.....ah the feeling.
i got up and felt my heart sink again. i was on a deserted and lonely island . and my backpack was nowhere to be seen....all my foodsupplies were gone...so were my chances of an easy survival.
but i am a man of great courage...i got up and started walking towards the centre of the island. there i saw something that made meleap with excitement and joy...a lighthouse...actually a lighthouse!
i lost my mind and started running towards it ...it loomed nearer and nearer....i was going to get there and call for help. i arrived at teh vast white turret completely out of breath but pleased with myself. i reached the door and started knocking on it...no reply.....
i knocked for quite some time until i was perfectly sure there was no one there.
then i cheered myself up by thinking that surely someone would come here by night. so i just got around to rest till night...when i dosed off i never knew....perhaps it was just my exhaustion.
when i woke up it was night...my waterproof watch had not failed me and showed 10 past midnight...!
i got up quickly and looked up at the lighthouse...THERE WAS A LIGHT ON!
i cried out a thanks to god and ran pell mell up to the turret...the door was open.....i ran upstairs......bt not until i reached the top did i discover what awaited me there...
to be continued...
~ishan
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