I didn't know how or why I was there. I searched desperately to find a way off but noting looked promising... so I built myself a shelter on The Island.
Another week went by and I was still striving for a way out...
now my shelter had become my home.
I accepted my presence on The Island and began to learn.
I began to see The Island no longer as a place to escape, but a place of escape.
I saw The Island and the goodness within it.
I ate the fruit within The Island which kept me alive and well.
I became acquainted with the people who taught me more about The Island than I could see.
The people showed me the way they lived and the struggles which had brought them to where they had now stood, and I began to see the Beauty emerge from within them.
...The Island became apart of me. I had tried with everything in me to leave, to avoid something I wasn't comfortable with, but it turned into something I never saw coming. Something that challenged me, and I began to see just what he had planned out for me.
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