The Only One

The Only One

A Story by Chris W.

The only one

I cried out for help,

knowing completely that it would be useless.

How else can one hide the fear of being alone than to cry.

I wish that the boat had made a full trip,

Sadly I would not see what that was.

I’m the only one on this island.

Then I heard a snap.

© 2015 Chris W.


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Added on March 2, 2015
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