LOGINColette awakens on the island, almost believing the roller-coaster she had experienced was merely a dream. She's in distraught about what to do with her second chance at life, to get revenge or peacefully live on this island? Unfortunately, she forgot about the man who would storm into her life for the second time hurling her back into society. Strangely, some of her previous memories have faded. She can't seem to remember certain events unless there is a trigger. Why is this happening to Colette. "Miss you're very beautiful, perfect with my handsome self, I think we would be a perfect fit for each oth-" "Shut it. Not another word." Colette coldly responded "Hey now, how about you move the knife away from my throa-" "Zip it" 'OmgOmgOmg why is he here!?!?!? Just when I was able to finally come to terms with what happened in my last life. Still hot too. Sh*t!' (internal thoughts)
View MoreApproaching the stranger, he called out to her again. Each step sinking into the soft sand, leaving an imprint."Hey, I just want to talk!" However, the gun in his hand didn't make him look very convincing...Colette watched as he got closer, eyeing the gun. When there was about a 2-step distance between them she gave him a right hook before side-kicking him in the stomach, with a little push to put space between them. As she did so, the unsuspecting target dropped his gun and fell back.'... Does he think I'm stupid enough to just let him talk to me while waving a gun around?'He felt a force against his stomach which caused him to wheeze for air as he coughed. No matter how strong he was, a blow to the stomach unprepared, naturally brought him more pain.Learning from this experience, he would no longer underestimate his opponents and increase his vigilance, allowing him to escape instant death in the future....Colette took
Colette walked over to the right side of the aircraft and stepped on the wing, which seemed like the only way to access the door. The window was slightly cracked, most likely from the impact during landing.Peeking in the window she saw the shadow of a person!'He's got a uniform on... I hope he's still alive. I don't want to deal with a dead body. Tsk...' She assumed that the person is a man due to the muscular chest protruding from under the uniform. Colette then, attempted to open the door, however, it was locked.'Of course, it's locked. Hm... I'll break the window and try to open the door through the window...' Hopping off the wing of the aeroplane, Colette quickly sprinted to a nearby rock that washed ashore and returned to the plane. Meanwhile, Bobo was dawdling behind her, almost struggling due to carrying along the large rock while running. She wanted to laugh because he was like her little bodyguard, too cute!!Returning to the plane, she began
Overall, the weather conditions on this little island were usually pretty stable, it was primarily hot with a few months of wet season. There were rarely extreme weather conditions.She would, however, often see somewhere in the distance, a storm.The dark clouds covering a small portion of the wide sky and small sparks of light would often strike down. It often looked like a beautiful painting....After spending a large portion of the day making coconut milk....Colette sat at a cliff at the edge of the island with her feet dangling above the rippling water.It was a day unlike other days, because she was so productive.She softly hummed a few songs before properly singing. A sweet voice echoed toward the vast sea.Changing songs several times, she shifted from soft angelic singing to strong and powerful singing. It attracted some chimps who gathered around her, at times they were energetically hooting along while other times
During the past 3 years, there had been many items that washed ashore.There was something abnormal about it.All the items which washed ashore were coincidentally useful or entertaining in one way or another.She received clothing, tools and even novelty items like rubber ducks and Lego blocks???With all the strange things washing up, she found it very peculiar that only a small portion of rubbish would wash up. It was a rare occurrence.In fact, she was surprised that the ocean surrounding the island was still so unpolluted.Especially with the world's rapid increase in one-use plastics and the wasteful habits of many living in high-income countries. However, she was glad they washed up....Today, Colette would be making coconut milk!She went round her little hut to look for clothes which she could not wear, a few containers and her little pot. She placed all the items except the pot into her sturdy bag, woven from