In a small island lived a girl who was very poor and didn’t have money. Her name was Maya, she was in the island all alone. Maya had named the island the Lonely Island because she was the only one over there. It had been 15 years; she had been living there, and was left on the island when she was 2. Maya always sang part of a song when she was bored,
Dolphins, Jumping up and down.
Maya never knew what to put next. Everyday Maya would find food like tropical fruits, and she would drink coconut water breaking it by a sharp stick and little by little she poured it into a leaf and drank it. Maya used palm tree leaves to make her house. In the Island was a small mountain and many trees, kind of like a jungle. Maya’s home was on top of the mountain and she kept her home there for the view. Maya always thought someone would come and rescue her, but all she told her self was, “It’s just a fairytale”. Maya never knew what it would be like out of the island. Whenever she saw a boat or ship come by, she would shout to tell them to rescue her but they were always too far. Maya had also made a home on the sand with her boat in it.
It was a nice sunny day on June 11,1925 and Maya was relaxing on the sand with her legs in the water. When Maya felt the water go away she got up immediately.
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