I had been floating on the sea for days. Suddenly, my head touched some soft things. It was sand. I was happy at that time, but when I turned around and saw a deserted island, my happiness turned into sadness. I thought there was no deserted island in the world. People just made it up. But it became real. While I was still in distress, a thought cheered me up. There would be no money, everything was mine in this island, and I could do everything I wanted. I carefully extracted the glass out of my arm. Then I picked up a coconut and started drinking.
I have been living in the island for 3 months. I used the glass as a knife. I even made a spear to hunt animals for food. I had plenty of food in my little tree house that I built for myself. I was well nourished. I even hunted big animals like bears, moose, and deer for their skin and used them as clothing. My shoes were made out of grass. My tree house was on a tall tree near the beach. Since sometimes I had a hard time climbing up to the tree house, I made a ladder out of big pieces of wood and tied them together with vines. Every day I worked on my raft for many hours. The raft was very sturdy so it could sail for many days. When I was collecting food, I found a few artifacts that were very weird. They were: a lens that was in a golden box, a large piece of crystal that might cost over a million pounds, and a wooden thing that looked like a key but you couldn’t break it. One day, when I was crossing a waterfall as usual to collect food, I fell down to the waterfall because I was carrying a big basket of food. I was bleeding. I had to get back up to the top. I was walking near the waterfall to see if there was any way up the slope. Suddenly, I tripped and crashed through the wall of water. There was a tomb behind the fall. The tomb was beautifully decorated and there was a rock in the middle of the tomb. That was strange. Someone might have put it there. I stood to my feet and started walking toward the rock. Not surprisingly I tripped again. The rock moved, and a key hole appeared. It ought to be the key looking thing I found. But there was no way up. I was badly injured, so I fell to the wall. When I woke up, I was on the waterfall, something might have lifted me up. A few weeks later, my wound healed. I brought all the strange stuff I found, and went back to the tomb again. I put the key into the hole and turned it. Suddenly, the tomb was brightly lit by the fire on the wall. A door opened from the wall straight ahead. I tried to pull the key out but in vain. I kept on walking toward the door. A ray of sunshine shot down on the floor, in the middle was a hole. I carefully put the lens and crystal in the hole. “Boom”! The tomb’s floor started dropping down. A few seconds later, piles and piles of gold, silver, gems, diamonds and the most valuable stones emerged to my eyes. This island was buried with treasure. I spent many days removing all the treasure to a safe place.
Few days later, the raft was finished. I rowed it to England. I took a few gems and diamonds with me in case I needed money. After I opened a bank account and bought a big boat, I sailed back to the island and moved all the treasure to the ship.
When I went backed to England, I changed all the treasure into money and live very happily ever after with my spouse.