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The Shipwreck Diary (engleza- partea 2)

Posted on Marti, Februarie 3, 2009 in Creative writing

Day 30 after the crash

I tried spears, bow and arrows, slings, all sorts of hunting equipment, but the truth is that the rabbit and the fish were much to quick for me. So I practiced with them. I stood hours at a time shooting a tree from bigger and bigger distances. I stood in the water trying to catch something for a whole day, but I didn’t get anything. The frustration and the thought of dying overwhelmed me in such a way. I had not eaten anything but the remains of food that I could get hold of from the plain. 16 days I stood without decent food, just one or two biscuits per day. But I finally managed to shoot an arrow and use a spear.

It seems that there aren’t any predators around here. There is no big game either. There are a lot of birds and all sorts of fish but no big game. Lots of rabbits as well, very many rabbits. I finally learnt how to start a fire without matches. That was my problem for the last couple of days. They only last for that long. You take a plane piece of wood, on which you put some hay or something similar. You then spin a stick on the wood and as the hay gets red hot you throw it over the pile for burning.

Day 90 after the crash

            I am not feeling good. I think I might be poisoned. Do you remember when you said that you didn’t want to eat leaves because you were afraid that they might be poisonous? Well I didn’t listen to you. I feel very sick my good friend. I think we might not see each other after today. This is probably the last time that we speak. Please help me. I don’t know what I should do. Give me a cure dear friend. I do not want to die now and here. I always wished that we might meet someday. I do not want to die of food poisoning. I have to meet you. Could you come here with me? We will live a happy life together.

            Do not tell me about not feeling well. My head is spinning and I am sick from my stomach. I think I might have poisoned myself as well. I really want to help you friend. But am not able for I am not God. I do not know the cure for food poisoning. I have no idea as to what you could do. I am really sorry for you. But I think we are going to meet soon in the afterlife. I am to die also. I shall not live while losing a friend like you.

I need the blessing from my god,

If he shall want we’ll live to see each other.

We are but merely at the hand of our father,

And he shall do whatever he pleases.

We are not men, we are but beasts in the game of the Almighty.

 

Day 120 after the crash

            Hello again good friend. I like your poetry. Every day you enchant me with a new verse of your beloved thoughts without which I might as well die. I am forever indebted to your skillful hand. I aspire to be a writer myself, as you already know. So much so, that I started to take your poems as lessons. I am so looking forward to my next lesson.

            I should let you know that I have built a hut from your plans. As you told me. Out of wood and such. It is only one room but it is enough for me. I do not need anything else here. I made the roof out of leaves and small branches. Exactly like you wrote in the letter. I wanted to make it bigger. I would have made you a room but I didn’t find so much wood. I will build it until you get here. I promise. I am really looking forward to reading more of your talent.

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