Dear Journal, I went looking around trying to find something that could help me survive today. This island is quite beautiful if I do say so myself. Not beautiful enough to be trapped here alone for the rest of my life (or however long I can survive on my lack of knowledge of the wilderness) There’s tons of trees and plants around nice to look at and the breeze is just lovely. It’d be a nice vacation spot if it wasn’t so empty. For what I found that would be of use...it wasn’t much. Some stones and wood good for a fire and a nice little fishing spot. Not that I know anything about fishing, my father only taught my brothers. I would need to learn though, unless I want to starve on this island. Then all this searching would be pointless in the first place. I’m sure my dads boat has some things that could become of use...He was always so prepared, knowing that anything could happen on his many trips out on on the waves. I doubt he had expected such things to fall upon his daughter who was now lost on an island without a way of contact. Which I have tried. My cellphone has no service here so it was no use. Time to play the waiting game. I headed back to where the boat had wrecked and searched through the emergency kit my father had onboard.
Until next time, 𝑀𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃 𝑅𝒶𝓎𝑒𝓈