On this particular day, he was in grave need of a little rest and relaxation for he had just gotten a divorce with his wife of seven years. It was a pretty ugly case and he preferred not to think about it. He was absorbing the full sereneness of the lake and was about to fall asleep when he heard this giant crack. The crack was thunder and before his very eyes, in a matter of seconds, a giant flash-storm was born. It swept his tiny little boat off to sea and threw him out of it, he was knocked unconscious.

Forrest awoke to the sound and feeling of ocean waves rushing over him, and he quickly aroused himself. Forrest looked around; to the east, ocean, to the west, ocean, to the north, oce

an, and to the south, even more ocean. A feeling came over him that he never felt before, the feeling of complete and utter loneliness. He walked along the beach, frantically searching for any sign of life, but somehow he had a feeling that all searching was futile. It took him only twenty minutes to walk around the entire island; the only points of interest he saw were a coral reef that surrounded the island and a cave to the north of the island. Luckily the island was filled with trees of bananas and coconuts. He was so hungry, it felt like hours since the last meal he had, he ate a dozen of bananas and drank some coconut milk.

He awoke and instinctively felt for his wife, when he found only leaves, he remembered. He wasn’t really sad or anything, for he had wanted to get away from the world for a little while after the divorce, but this was too much. He couldn’t believe how he was supposed to survive on this little island and, being a devout Catholic, he brought out he cross and started to

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