(Please note that none of this is true)

One day a I  wake up on an island. Nobody there except Me and an annoying parrot who I have named Dex, or Dexter.

I have no current memory of how i got there. All i know is that I must be on Death Island, and I most definitely need help.
The last thing I remember is having a sword fight with a man by the name of Jack.

Then I blacked out.

Obviously this man by the name of "Jack" had left.
I was now alone.

This bloody island consists of a couple miles of sand, a few patches of grass, Palm trees, clear water, and a parrot.
I lay under a palm tree eating coconuts, not knowing what awaits my future.

A couple minuets later, i spot a ship on the horizon.

As it draws closer, I  begin hurling coconuts into the water, hoping to get the attention of the ship.
Sadly, the ship passes without any regards to the island or me what so ever.
Unsatisfied, i lay back on my stomach drawing in the sand.
At this point I've had lost all hope of a rescue.
I laid there praying to god, that someone or something would come.🏴