I did lots of other voyages, in one of them I was captured by pirates and enslaved by the captain of the pirate ship, I somehow, managed to escape and I was rescued by a Portuguese captain and I was taken to Brazil. When I got there, I started a plantation. I wanted to get rich, and to do so, I had to buy slaves to work for me, so I went on another voyage to Africa. But, in this voyage my luck finally had ended: one day, my ship got stuck on a sand bank, me and the other sailors jumped into a small boat and tried to flee the ship, which we knew was going to sink, but we weren't so lucky. After a few minutes trying to row to the shore, a large wave hit us, and we all fell down into the water.
I passed out after hitting the water, and when I finally woke up, I saw that no one but me had survived, and I got extremely worried, because now I was alone, wet, hurt, tired on a mysterious land that was unknown to me...
After wondering around the unknown territory for quite a while, I discovered I was on an island, far away from any civilization. I needed somewhere to rest and sleep for the night, I thought about climbing a tree and staying there until the morning, but they were too big for me to do that, so I decided I'd make myself a small "tent", I grabbed a couple of strong vines I found on the ground, and put big big leaves over them, it wasn't as comfortable as a king-sized bed, but it got the job done. But, I couldn't sleep, I tried to as hard as I could, by failed for two reasons: My fear of being eaten during my sleep by either cannibals or animals and the guilt I felt for being the only one alive, when I didn't even deserve to be alive...
I finally managed to sleep, for about 3 or 4 hours. When I woke up, I was dead tired, I barely made it out of my tent. I knew I needed to find some fresh water and something to eat, but I was too weak to swim back to the ship to gather more supplies, which was, by the way, on the shore, nearly intact.... I found a small river just 80 meters east of my tent, and the water was very, very clean.... I took the chance and drank all the water I could, after satisfying my thirst, I saw that a small fish had, somehow, ended outside the river, he was still alive, as I saw him trying to get back to the river, I felt sorry about him, but I had no time for that, so I grabbed the fish and killed it by knocking his head against a rock, and I ate him up until there was nothing but small fish bones. Although I was still hungry, I knew that I wouldn't be able to do anything else, so I went back to my tent to rest some more...
I knew I was going to need food, clothes and something to drink, and then I started to search for those things. When I was walking along the beach I saw my ship, completely destroyed, but It hadn't sank, seeing that, I desperately swam towards the ship, and when I got there I saw that all the things were dry already! I made a rather small raft with a few loose planks and, I was able to carry to the shore most of the things from the ship that would come in handy for me. After 8 days I finally managed to get everything out of the ship, such as, gunpowder, bread, clothes, rum, a few rifles and handguns, a dog, a few tools, blankets and some seeds, now I had to keep my stuff safe. Soon enough, I thought that sooner or later, I was going to lose track of time, so I made a large sign with wooden planks with the exact date I arrived on the island, and every day I spent there, I would make a "tick" on the sign, followed by a larger one, indicating the first day of the month.
I spent a lot of time making my hut bigger and better, and I began writing my diary. Suddenly I got ill, and I started to pray alot after a nightmare. And then, when I started to feel better, I began to explore the island. While doing so, I found a field with lots of birds and trees, just like a planted garden, where I decided to built a countryside house. I decided to started to plant rice, and corn for making bread.
I started making bowers made of wood, pots of clay and some cloatgin and an umbrella of goatskin. And then I thought I was ready to do a voyage. I made a canoe, took some supplies and departed onto my adventurous voyage. But I got lost in the middle of the sea. After my supplies ran out, I managed to get back to the coast of my island.
I got really scared to go to sea. I then realized that pretty soon, my gunpowder would run out... and I tried to make traps to catch some goats, feed them and tame them to have food.I started re-exploring the island. I was walking along the beach, when I found a footprint in the sand. I ran like a scary rabit to my "house" and start preing a lot all the days. I realized tha the canibals could find me if I use any of my guns or if I do any smoke. I built some new fences to protect all I had, after a long time I got brave enougth to re-explore de island. I started hating the ideal of canibalism and started hunting canibals after finding lots of human bones and meat at the coast of my island, however I changed my mind after some weeks.
I was on the island for about 23 years by now and I was feeling really lonely... During a heavy rainy day I heard the sound of a gun and when I was at my tent and then I ran to the coast. There was a ship at the sea calling for help. I lit fire and spent all the night there, waiting for help.
On the following morning, I woke up and went to the shipwreck. There I found more gunpowder and a barking dog. I started feeling that I had to escape from the island again when I saw a dead man on the ship
I had a good dream and started to want a servant. One morning when I was walking in the shore I saw some boats there. I ran to the hill, took my telescope and saw a man running from the canibals. I saved him and started living with him and taught him my language, religion and how to do all the things he has to do, I called him Friday.
After some months living with him, he discovered that the cannibals had arrived. I saw that they had three prisoners and then friday and I took our guns and we fought against the cannibals. However when we were going to help the prisoners, one of them was already eaten up. The two survivors were: friday's father and friend. I taught them all my knowledge. Some months later Friday told me that he saw a ship and some white man at the beach. some of them were lying tied up on the sand, the other men were standing up with guns. We took our guns and saved the tied men. One of them was the captain of a ship that was at the sea. He said he was at the beach because there was a mutiny going on his ship. We managed to get to the ship by a boat that was next to us. We got the other men into the boat with guns and organized a plan to stop the mutiny. Me, Friday, his father and his friend , stayed on the island during the counter-attack.
I woke up the following day with the captain of the ship saying that they captured the ship. He said I could come back to Europe with him. I went to Portugal and found the portuguese captain. I discovered that the men that I left to keep my plantation in order had sent me a letter with 5000 dolars and I discovered that my plantation was 10 times biger !!! (I have passed 27 years on the island, I think that's enough time for it to grow up). I was now rich. I sould my plantation and helped my fanily (my father and mother were dead but they have left me two new young sisters). My island started to be the house of lots of people because I left Friday's father and friend there to take other people of friday's land there. I returned to England and starterd to think about writing all my story one day.
