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Personal Narrative: My Murder At Shipwreck Island
You are not going to believe what happened to me on my way to go hunt. The whole problem started when my cruise was passing by Shipwreck Island. I was outside enjoying a cigar in the middle of the night when i suddenly heard a gunshot. Me being curious I decided I wanted to have a better look at where i heard the gunshot come from, I decided to stand on the rail to have a better advantege point. While looking around on top of the rail i dropped my cigar, when i reached for it I leaned to far over the boat and fell into the water. I took off all of my clothes so I wouldn’t get weighed down and drown. I swam toward where I thought I heard the gunshot. I finally found an island when i got to the shore i had to climb up a big pile of sharp rocks. When i reached the top i decided to sleep for the night.

When I woke up in the morning I found a pool of animal blood and a few 22 shells. Since I
Knew there was civilization on the island I decided to walk around the edge of the island when I came across a huge mansion, when I knocked on the door a bigger man held a pistol to my heart, i tried to explain what happened to him but he wasn’t responding. Finally another man …show more content…
He then told me he wanted to go hunt with me the next day, I refused and told him I wanted to leave the island immediately. He refused the offer and said I would be able to hunt with him tomorrow or he could let Ivan deal with me. I knew I wasn’t going to get off the island without it so I agreed. The next day when I woke up he gave me a hunting knife, boots, and food to last three days. I was confused and asked him what was going on. He told me he always wanted to hunt an expert like me and that I have a few hours to go get a head start on
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