Day 5

Day 5: I made a huge mistake staying here for the night on this sandy beach. In the middle of the night, I was awoken by loud screaming that seemed as though it was getting closer and closer. Before I could get up to see what it was, I turn around to see a native looking man standing right behind me. He was dressed in tribal clothing and had a huge bull ring in his nose. Before I could blink, he struck me over the head with a large, wooden stick. I blacked out. I don't know how long I was out for but I'm awake now and, quite honestly, I wish I wasn't. I'm back in the camp I saw yesterday with the tree houses. They have me locked in a large cage. Luckily they didn't spot my journal so I can continue writing but I feel as though my time is up. I have no idea what they plan on doing but I know I'll probably end up dying here on this island. There's more natives now and they're chanting around this big, boiling pot of liquid, not sure what it is. I'm absolutely terrified. I have a feeling these people are going to eat me and there's nothing I can do about it. One of the natives is walking over here. If anyone ever finds this, let my story be heard. This will be my final journal entry. Goodb...

Day 4

Day 4: Upon further exploration of the island I've arrived on, it seems as though this island is inhabited after all. As I went deeper into the jungle, I spotted what seemed to be houses suspended up in trees, like tree houses. There were ladders leading up to the them as well, leading me to believe that these 'tree houses' are being used. I didn't dare go up to see what was up there because I have no idea who these island inhabitants are. I also spotted in the distance what looked to be a shrine of some sort. Upon further observation I noticed there to be dried blood upon a stone with strange carvings in it. At this point I was a little worried so I readied my spear, luckily I didn't spot anyone as I ran and got out of there. I've decided that I must get off this island as fast as I can. Thankfully, before I came upon the grisly scene I had found a freshwater source. I also managed to catch a few fish, one being fairly large. Before I set off I'll try to catch some more fish and maybe snag a coconut or 10. I must repair my raft a little better before setting sail again so, unfortunately,  I have to stay here one more night. I really hope whoever lives here doesn't find me. I'v set up shelter on a beach a fair distance away from the strange community, so I think I'm safe but only time will tell. This is the end of my writings for the day, hopefully I'll write again tomorrow.

Day 3

Day 3: Last night my daring trip took a turn for the worst. A huge gale past through during the night and caused some massive damage to my tiny raft. The sea was producing waves too big for my raft to handle. Along with massive waves and blowing wind, my food and water sadly weren't secured that well and alas, I lost all of my supplies overboard. They sank to the bottom of the ocean before I could retrieve them from the water. This has put a bit of a damper on my round the world trip. My raft now has a pretty big sized hole in it. I've patched the hole with what I've been able to find and so far it's holding steady but for how long, nobody knows. Due to my food and water supply falling prey to the ocean depths, I've just arrived at a small, tropical island that seems fairly suitable to house a fresh water source, due to all the lush greenery and wild life. The island doesn't seem to be inhabited but I'll have to explore further inland to make sure my hypothesis is correct. I've fashioned a spear for hunting and in case of attack by unknown persons, as a defensive weapon. Let's hope it doesn't come to that though. This is the end of my journal entry for the day, I'll continue writing early tomorrow morning. By for now.