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I wanted to travel and find new land, I wanted to be an explorer.

Everyone thought I was boring, I'm going to prove them wrong.


It's been 45 days since I set sail. The wind slightly gusting a crossed the ocean, the sun glistening off the water.. it was all so calm.

My stomach has been rumbling, my food supply was running low, I was hoping I would hit land by now.


creak...creak...

The rapid sound of the boat's 10 year old planks made me uneasy.. Maybe I should've thought this through more.

creak...creak...

The sounds started getting louder.

All of a sudden..

CLUNK!

What was that? The compact of the boat hitting something pushed me on my back, hard.
Before I could open my eyes I was in the cold ocean water.

There was land. I finally hit land?!

I was happy I found new land, too happy.. If only i knew what I was about to step foot on.


I shuffled out of the cold water, onto the sandy beach of the island, my clothes made me feel heavy, and the temperature
in the air was suddenly cold.. Great.

I shook, taking a blanket I had in my bag and wrapped it around me fiercely, attempting to avoid the rushing winds of cold
air, and illness. The last thing I need right now is to become sick.


There was a log cabin not to far from shore, it was looking old and wore down.

In the cabin there was a tiny little bedroom divided from one another by plain unvarnished partitions of wood.
A wooden bedstead, a mattress, and a chair, stood in both rooms, I found two mirrors, and one of these was broken.

The boards creaked as I moved about, and the signs of occupation were so recent that I could hardly believe I was
alone.
I half expected to find someone left behind, still trying to crowd into a box more than it would hold.

The door of one room was stiff, and refused for a moment to open, and it required very little persuasion to imagine
someone was holding the handle on the inside, and that when it opened I should meet a pair of eyes.

Night came upon, darkness covering the sky, and I was getting ready for bed. The little tiny bathroom seemed
ghostly.

I attempted to flick on the light to the bathroom, nothing.

I guess I didn't expect much for a old half beating down log cabin.

I took water from my bag and washed my hands with it in the sink and my face.

After cleaning my face, looking up from both my hands into the mirror straight ahead of me, not that I could see much.
I saw two red glowing eyes.

I was thinking this earlier.. a pair of eyes- but not glowing red eyes.. I thought It was just me being spooked..
I didn't expect to see this.

I ran out of the cabin, not even attempting to grab my things, got on my boat, pushed it off the shore, and
sailed away.

I wasn't messing with a red eyed shadowy figure..

I only wanted to be an explorer..I ended up almost meeting death, and I lived to tell a tale never told.
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