Once there was a little girl that lived in a big city, she had a happy life with her eight pets, her two brothers and her little sister. She woke up one morning and had no idea where she was, she wiped her eyes a little and had a look around. She had tears coming out of her eyes for about 10 minutes. She got up stomach rumbling and had nothing to eat. She started to call out for her family but could hear nothing but the waves crashing around.
She walked around the hole island looking for her family, something to eat, or someone that could help her get back to her family. But there was no sign of any other people around so she had to make the most of it. She searched the island for days trying to find food and a place to sleep.
Days went by and she started to get even more hungry her face started turning pail white and her the cold made her lips go purple. She went weeks without eating anything then finally she came across a little cave but had no idea what was inside.
She took a few steps into the gave and seen big boxes she ran up to them and opened them as fast as she could. There sitting in the box was bottles of water and a hole heap of food. Night came and she had found a place to sleep she had just finished scoffing food in her mouth and could finally say she was full.
She woke up in the morning and had a bit more to eat before she had a look around the island again. She could see boats going past in the distance but but because she was only either she didn't know how to make contact with them.
Night came and she had lost her way back to the cave so she camped out on the beach for the night. She made a fire so she kept warm and she decided to use huge leaves to try keep her warm. As soon and she could see the sun rising she ran around the island to find the cave.
She got all the food she could and made her way back to the front of the beach, standing there with there arms over there mouths stood the little girls family with tears dripping down there faces.
She ran up to them and hugged them and tight as she could thanking them for finally finding her, they made there way back to the boat and before they even got home the little girl sadly died. The doctors had said she suffered from hypothermia. The little girls family were disappointed in themselves for night finding her sooner.
Good story, Jorja, but sad ending! Some good use of descriptive language and some nice 'adverb start' sentences also.
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