The Island Part 2

Here is part 2 of my last post so get comfy and make sure you have a dog or some kind of animal cuddled up to you! (If you don’t have a pet, then just grab a cuddly toy.)

To be honest, I was quite surprised that I had survived on the island so far. I know that when I described it, it seemed like this beautiful tropical paradise - though it was very beautiful and tropical - but again, I was out there in the wild all on my own. I didn’t really bother to sleep because I was so worried about the mosquitoes who had already been banqueting on my blood, and also other dangerous critters that were possibly lurking around at night.

 

I had been surviving on mangoes, berries and fish and I even found an open coconut at one point which I drank from. I was so tired from the lack of sleep too. I kept thinking of Dad and Izire back at home, they must have been worried sick about me. They must have been coming back for me soon. I hoped so anyway.

 

I dipped my bare feet into the lagoon. My brother would have loved it there. I kicked my feet around the warm water, heated by the torrid sun.

 

I must have been there for a while but the next thing I knew I could see a boat out in the distance. I was overjoyed to see another human at last! I jumped up, flicking water all over myself and bounced up and down, wildly waving my hands in the air hoping they’d see me.

 

As they got closer I heard people calling and a dog barking, it sounded just like my Red Setter, Ruby’s bark. I squinted my eyes. The dog stood regally at the edge of the boat, just staring at me, it’s red, glossy coat waving around in the breeze. It was Ruby! It was our boat!

 

The sun had now started to disappear behind the dark clouds so it was not very easy to see without its great beams of light but I was certain that it was Dad and Izire on the boat. Red setters are quite a rare breed so it is unusual to see one (especially in the middle of the ocean).

 

I began to feel fat drops of water land on my frizzy hair and I started to shout and call to them. “Dad! Dad! Over here Dad!” I screamed, and sure enough, they were sailing towards the island!

 

It must have taken about half an hour or so for the boat to reach me and by the time they did, the rain was pouring down. It ricocheted off the palm leaves and the thick, dull clouds blocked the sun. It was amazing how the weather could change so fast!

 

We were reunited with a warm, emotional embrace. We hugged and Ruby catapulted herself onto me, licking my face as her curly ears flapped about in her excitement. Despite the awful weather, I laughed and beamed.

 

Izire was grinning ear to ear. “I can’t believe we finally found you! You wouldn’t believe how worried we were, we’ve been trying to track you down for ages, we didn’t even know whether you were still alive or if you had drowned!” he gabbled, all in one breath.

 

Dad chuckled, “Well we’re all together again now so let’s get sailing back home.” He frowned up at the grey sky bringing a finger to his chin. “It’s already hammering down with rain and I think a storm might be on its way.”

 

But as we went back to our boat we let out a gasp. It was nowhere to be seen! We frantically searched around the area. We were trying so hard to believe that we were in the wrong part of the island and that we would turn a corner and there our boat would be, but we knew that it had somehow floated away.

 

A great rumble came from the sky and what had once been the gentle, calm ocean had now turned into a dangerous beast, its waves crashing and getting closer to the island every minute.

 

“What are we going to do?” burst out Izire, throwing his dry hands up to his head. A violent flash struck through the dim sky making my heart hammer in my chest. Lightning. We ran for shelter in a cave by the edge of the beach. Ruby was petrified by the sight. She had never seen lightning before and went mad.

 

Ignoring her protesting whimpers, we dragged her into shelter and we all huddled together to stay warm. “Right” said Dad, putting a hand on each of our shoulders. “Let’s think logically here, everything is gonna be alright.”

 

Then he suddenly burst into song, “Every little thing is gonna be alright” he danced about singing his favourite Bob Marley song ‘Three little birds’. I opened my mouth to say ‘Dad, read the room, it’s not the time!’ But I decided to close it again and my lips formed a small grin.

 

We all started to dance about goofily and sing along. The sky rumbled and the rain poured but we were together and that was all that mattered.