Life of Quibblo
This is my first (I think) ever entry for a Quibblo Writing Contest, so do show support! :) I'm trying my best.
P.S I know that when you read the first few chapters, you'll be wondering: "I thought the animals were supposed to be based off of people? When you read the last chapter, the truth will be explained.
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The orang-utan is my new companion.
Back when the zebra was on board, I sensed its full trust towards me. The zebra had been less of a pet and more of a friend. Now, I felt similar feelings emanating to me from the orang-utan.
As it was clear to both me and the orang-utan that the hyena was the real hostile target to look out for, I guess the two of us felt connected in our combined fear of the hyena.
I knew that it would be logical to clear the hyena off the life boat, but I just couldn't. I was afraid if I were to perhaps knock the hyena off with the oar, it might leap into the air and pounce on me or something like that.
I'm kind of hoping the orang-utan might sort of throw the hyena off himself or something, but I don't really have high hopes on that happening anytime soon.
Still no sign of help.
I'm starting to lose hope. I've spent much of my time on this boat feeling helpless and scared and I feel that if this continues any longer, I might just lose my mind.
So I usually spend my time writing.
Back when I used to live on the Quibblo Home Page, I used to write a lot of stories. That was before my papa insisted on migrating to YouTube of course.
I'd picked up quite a lot of techniques that other users taught me on how to improve my writing.
Since the alternative choice on how to spend my day was sitting around, staring up at the sky, I had decided to take out the diary and just take notes in it.
Now that I actually have a moment of..well..being alone, when I look around me, I notice things I never noticed before.
I never really appreciated the sunset. But day after day, I see the sun swim below the surface of the horizon. The colors, oh god.
I'd never seen such beauty in my life. Sadly, the colors of the sunset is the one and only advantage out of this living nightmare so far.
I wonder how my friends back at Quibblo are doing. Do they miss me? Do they know my ship was wrecked? Does anyone know? Is anyone trying to find me?
I think I'm going insane. I'm serious.
This morning, I looked to my left and saw an iPhone, floating in mid-air. My hand passed right through it when I tried to grab it.
In fact, even as I'm writing in this diary right now, the iPhone's perched on my left shoulder. I must be seeing things.
Hello, my name is AwesomeOK1. My ship was wrecked and I am on a life boat in the middle of the ocean. Please send help.
Help should arrive soon.
I just wrote a note in my diary asking for rescue. Then I rolled it up and sealed it in a bottle, letting it float across the ocean.
People will find my note. My message must wash up somewhere.
I feel safer. People will come. I will not die.
One day has passed. Where is my rescue? Surely someone would have found my note in the bottle by now!
What if the bottle sank? What if a shark ate my note? What if people found my bottle but threw it out? What if my bottle got lost? What if it got taken? What if it got destroyed?
I don't believe it. Maybe it's because I didn't write enough rescue-notes. I need to write more.
Please send help. I am floating on the ocean. Please, I can't hold on much longer. Send help!
I AM TRAPPED ON THE OCEAN. PLEASE HELP.
CALL THE COAST GUARD, I HAVE BEEN SHIPWRECKED AND AM FLOATING ADRIFT ON THE OCEAN.
PLEASE HELP THIS IS NOT A JOKE, I HAVE BEEN SHIPWRECKED AND AM FLOATING ON THE OCEAN.
CAN SOMEONE PLEASE HELP? MY SHIP WAS WRECKED AND I AM FLOATING ON THE OCEAN IN A LIFEBOAT.
SOS I AM TRAPPED ON THE OCEAN. PLEASE HELP.