Castaway, Chapter One, Jasmine

This is chapter one of my castaway story. A story of Jasmine struggling to survive on a stranded island after her cruise with some friends goes down.



Castaway
Chapter One - Jasmine

 



Jasmine, a young adult, went on a cruse with her friends to celebrate her graduation from high school. One night a bad storm blew in unexpected and the boat was overturn. Jasmine, the next morning awoke on a sandy beach only to realize she was alone in a strange place.



Jasmine knew if she was to survive on this island, she would have to adapt to her surrounding and find food. Her dad, being a fisherman, taught her how to fish. So she made a fishing pole out of a stick and a rope she found washed up on the beach that was once part of her clothes. She was able to catch some fish after several tries.

 

Jasmine manages to get a fire started and begins to cook the fish she caught earlier that day. Her dad would have been proud. 



As the night approached, it was a scary place. She was cold and lonely. She slept close to the fire on a log she found on the beach.

The days flew by, and she finally realized that there was a good chance that she would not be found. So she had to devise a plan to make the best of her situation.

Another day ended, and tomorrow would be the best time to start her shelter. So that night, she slept on the log to build her energy up.

She searched the island and gathered all that she could use. She found many things that were washed ashore from the wreckage and other items from the island. It took her weeks to get them all gathered.

Jasmin, hoping it wouldn't take much longer, was happy to think she would be out of the weather. She tried hard not to think of what she had but what her new life held.

She found a few fruit trees on the island, which made a good snack between fishing and added flavor to her meals.

Finally, after a few months, Jasmine had her hut to call her home.

Right off the beach, she had access to fish and could wash up. She had plenty of shade on the hot days and her hut to go to during the cooler nights.

She even managed to make a bed to sleep in and was much more comfortable than all those nights spent sleeping on the log, which she had grown used to.

But the days grew lonely, and she had no one to talk to. She would sit and think of her family and friends and how they didn't know if she was dead or alive.

To pass the time, Jasmin would gather supplies for the day. She would fish, gather fruit, and collect anything that would wash up on the beach.

Now that life was getting a little simpler for Jasmine, she started to wonder if she would ever be rescued or if she would be stranded forever, alone on this island.