LOGINMy head hurt.
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The sunshine was pouring down the holes of the windows right through the translucent curtains of the room. I couldn’t even look outside of it, nor appreciate how picturesque the scenery would be.I couldn’t move at all. Literally.
I opened my eyes to the view I had once seen. Every detail of the island had never been clearer than the last time, and I could make out the beach from where we got stranded and also the end part of the island we didn’t explore yet. I frantically searched our place and found out Rico at my side. The pistol was in his hand, and he was more than alert than anyone could be.
My head hurt.My surroundings were a blur, and I found it hard to stand. My ears were ringing. I felt like there was blood flowing out. I tried to lean sideways using my right arm, but the ground was not solid. I touched my head to check some damages.
My mother was teacher Mary.So that was why I frequently dreamed about someone who I didn’t know but somehow knew that she was a person close to my heart.
“Chevonne! Look at this!” How could I not wonder at this scenery? The picturesque view drenched in the moonlight was so majestic that it sipped all the worries and fears in me that were caused by everything on this island. I had never seen such a bright night in my life. Everything was glowing, and I could clearly see the details of the area: darkness might be hiding somewhere else. The silence of the waterfa
We went to the meeting place where Sir had his conjurer friend build a building a long time ago. It was where we were supposed to lure everyone to after getting stranded at the beach. However, with how things turned out, we didn’t manage to do it as exactly as it was, but somehow still got a few people to go inland.I was surprised when I found out everything in ruins. I