I woke up to find myself in the middle of nowhere. Sitting on the golden sand, I thought to myself; how did I get here? The marshmallow-like clouds drifted through the fluorescent blue sky. The ocean shimmered under the suns bright rays. I looked around, and I saw something that put a smile on my face: a snow-coloured seal wearing a lurid yellow hat. At first, I thought I was hallucinating, but then it walked up to me and said, “Hello I am Snowy and welcome to the Island of Lights, here you never see darkness,”
“Well, I’m Skylar and, how did I get here?” I asked. How is all of this even possible? Talking seals, no darkness.
“As you may be wondering,” said the seal somehow answering my question, ” You are here because you are needed here to help us close a portal.”
“Me? You must be mistaken. I can’t do anything,” Okay, I must be in a dream! All this stuff is impossible: talking seals, portals, no darkness and marshmallow clouds!
“Let’s go,” then the seal paused because of what was in front of us. A massive blob of darkness spread across the beach. The beautiful ocean turned a dark grey, the marshmallow clouds disappeared, and the fluorescent, blue sky turned black. The greenery turned brown. Snowy (who had now turned a dull grey) said “This is where you come in. Will you help us?”
It was 7:AM when mum said, ”kids it’s time to go.” We were on our way out for a day trip to the island of Light. So that we could leave straight away, I put my shoes on in a hurry, they weren’t even on properly but I didn’t care I was so excited. I put my coat hood over my head and waited in the front garden for everyone else.
By 7:15 AM, we were on the road beside the harbour, we parked the car and by. 7:30 AM we were on the boat and it was only us on it. Suddenly a voice spoke over a speaker and we were told we would be there in 30 minutes. The boat started to move. I looked into the water and saw it rippling as the boat sailed along.
At 8:AM we finally stepped off the boat and on the golden sand. At the front of the island there was a sign that said The Island Of Light. Beside the sign there was a cave with an abandoned fair ground inside, but no people.
We started to explore the island to see if we could find anyone but the island seemed to be deserted. Outside there were strange exotic animals like a sea snake with arms and a sea lion with legs that walked on crutches. They seemed to be following us like stray cats.
We returned to where our boat was but nothing was there. The boat had gone. How would we get back I thought. My Dad said we could swim but Mom said it was too far. We couldn’t leave. We were stuck on the island.
Time passed slowly as we searched around the Island. It was getting dark. My Sister was hungry and I was thirsty. As we walked I spotted a tall tree with fruit that looked like apples. It was so tall we couldn’t see the top. My Dad threw a stick to try and knock down some fruit, but as he threw the stick the snake with arms spoke. He said ‘that wont work, you have to climb up’. ‘You can speak English’ I said. ‘yes I’m English and so is my friend’ he said pointing at the sea lion with crutches. ‘I’m Alf and this is Tim. We’re sailors’. ‘We were cursed by a sea serpent we were trying to catch. It left us stranded here as animals. The curse can only be broken if we can eat the fruit from this tree but we cant reach. Tim broke his legs after he fell down trying to climb it’. ‘I can climb it, I’m good at climbing’ I said.
I slowly climbed the tree and reached the fruit. They were purple looking apples that were as big as a pumpkin. I threw one down and then another until there was enough for us all to eat. I climbed down and we ate the fruit. It was delicious and full of juice. It tasted like a combo of red apple, water melon, and strawberry.
By the time we had finished Alf and Tim had turned back into humans. ‘Thank you so much’ they both shouted. ‘Please tell us what we can do to repay you’. ‘Please help us get home, our boat has left us stranded’ I said. Alf and Tim started to gather wood and vines and told us all to do the same. With our help they managed to build a solid raft big enough to carry us all. They mixed mud, water and dry grass to make a type of clay and then covered the raft to make it waterproof and it helped to make it look more like a real boat.
We climbed aboard and set sail. We got back to the harbor and we were finally safe. As we climbed off the raft and dusted ourselves off, we turned to thank Alf and Tim. ‘Thanks’ we shouted but they were gone and so was the raft as I looked around to see where they were, I heard my mom calling my name over and over. I looked round at her and suddenly woke up in bed to hear my moms voice calling me for breakfast.
The whole adventure had only been a dream.
The wind slowly caressed Angela’s soft snow-like skin. The sand gently consumed her body on the desolate island but at last she woke up. Completely unaware of her surroundings, she finally got up and began steading herself slowly but just as she was about to collapse a marshmallow chair appeared giving her a safe landing.
“What!” she thought to herself
It was then that’s she finally realized this place was highly weird and suspicious.
A few red flags were that there were cotton candy clouds and whenever she tried to find coconuts all the things that fell were chocolate biscuits and honestly they didn’t taste too good either.
Nothing ever made sense in this place and whenever a single thought would come into Angela’s head it was quickly clouded with a reoccurring thought of ‘I’m stuck here! What’s left for me to do?’
Her head was spinning uncontrollably and that’s when the whole world went black.
She finally woke up in a dim room surrounding by endless darkness. She was tied up in some sort of sticky material.
A dark silhouette was carved out from the darkness. Their figure was stiff and unnerving. They were staring at her. The dark figure slowly approached her revealing his wounded face.
“I didn’t mean to scare you!” he said “I need your help. You’re the first person I’ve seen in years. And to save this world you need two humans. I know you may have lots of questions but let me explain myself. I know this place is odd but this is my home and I need you to help me save it!” at first the young girl was speechless trying to search for the right words to say. The proper words to say.
“And before you say anything else…
…Welcome to the Island of light.”
Day 1 September 8th, 2020
2 days ago, I set sail on a journey around the world I knew my crew well, so it was a shame when they died. My boat was beautiful especially when I first got it. The food wasn’t great but if I didn’t want to starve, I had to eat it. There was a storm on the first night. The waves were huge, and I was so scared that it was going to sink the boat, but it only damaged it slightly.
I woke up on my boat next to a weird island it is full of a bunch of walking gummy bears the size of my body, a unicorn, Pegasus’s and a fat person? I ate the gummy bears I used a hut as shelter and cooked a Pegasus as meat to eat. This place is beautiful but weird.
Day 2 September 9th, 2020
When I woke up this morning, I didn’t expect poop in front of the hut. I stole an egg from a chicken near by and ate bacon off of a pig that was my breakfast. I explored the island hoping to find some survivors instead I found more animals I’m starting to feel lonely now at least I’m not the boy in the tower from that one book.
I didn’t find lunch today it was mysterious because animals were all over the island until this afternoon. They came running back from the north side of the island “ill check it out tomorrow,” I thought. I had a 2-course meal since I didn’t have any lunch.
Day 3 September 10th, 2020
This morning I drew the island on the world map then instantly it became normal I rubbed it off to see what would happen and it became paranormal I kept it that way because I wanted to see what was north. I kept walking until I saw a cave. Although it was obviously a cave, I still wondered what was in there. The inside was pink, shiny and kind of scary it had my best dreams to my worst nightmares. At the end of the cave I heard a roar was it a dragon was it a dinosaur I peeked around the corner it was only a lion thinking what it could be and what it is so it’s pretty underwhelming until it extended its neck and bitten my head off but what was I meant to do run away it would probably extend further I didn’t survive unluckily a shame to go out like that as well.
I woke up staring at the glistening sand and the crystal clear ocean. Something wasn’t right about this island though. The clouds looked like marshmallows and the serene blue sky was more brighter than usual. There was a small forest close by so I decided to search for food.
I stumbled across a small opening where I saw the strangest thing. There stood were loads of weird, wacky looking but sweet smelling plants. The aroma was ovewhelming. It reminded me of a sweet shop. I sauntered over to the plants and examined one of them closely. At first I thought it was glitter but in actual fact it was suger that coated the petals. I plucked one from the flower and ate it. IT WAS DELICIOUS! I frantically devoured them all at once. I was so full that I had to sit down for a moment. Whilst taking in the scenery around me, I hadn’t realised that the flowers I had just ate had already started to grow back.
Carrying on my hunt through the forest, time had been passing and it began to get darker and darker. I was nowhere near where I had woken up anymore so finding shelter was my next priority. Along the terrain I could see some rocky mounds, I hurried towards them. As I made my way it suddenly started to rain but it was rain I had never seen before. Instead of droplets of water it was blobs of chocolate. It was thick and sticky; when it landed on the sandy grass it bubbled and popped. Bewildered, I continued to run to the rocky mounds. To my amazement I found a small cave and decided to sleep there for the night. Before I went to sleep, I had to question myself.
What is this place?
Where am I?…
Day 1 11 a.m.
Well, I have started a diary but I’m not going to start every day by saying “dear diary”. This is more like a logbook. Why I started this diary (log) is because I am stranded on an island that god knows where. I don’t have any way of communicating with land and the boat I came here with is at the bottom of the ocean. There is an escape rowing boat but there’s no way I’ll survive on the way back.
Day 1 2 p.m.
At first I did have low hopes but it turned out that the situation was not so bad after all.
There are little pieces of jungle scattered around the island which might bear some fruit. They might be able to feed me on the journey. Yes, I am thinking of going back right at the beginning. But there’s bad news too. The little rowing boat just disappeared and I don’t think the waves took it because I saw some odd looking foot marks on the sand. I have looked for it but didn’t go far because I didn’t want to go into the jungle.
Day 1 5 p.m.
I am entering the jungle as I write. There are strange fruits which I have never seen before. I tasted one right now and to my luck it was sweet not poisonous so collected a dozen of them. Okay, I don’t know if I was dreaming but I think I just saw one of the trees move, and look at me! I ran out of the jungle and saw another thing. There were two birds sitting on a low branch which I ran into and one of them turned at me and said, “Watch it!”
If I knew they could talk I would’ve stated, “That’s not very kind of you.” But I didn’t. So, with my hand holding my chest, I continued running and didn’t stop until I was back at the beach.
Day 1 7 p.m.
I ate three of the fruit, rationing even though I didn’t have breakfast. But because it didn’t fill me up I ate two more. The rationing kind of had no point. I didn’t want to go into the jungle again. I don’t like surrealistic things. I tried to catch fish by hand but it was impossible.
Day 2 0 a.m.
I’ve been trying to sleep since ten. Thoughts, crickets and mosquitos are keeping me awake. The day was long enough but the night seems a lot longer. I just want to sleep.