One day Billy and I went to Komodo Island; as soon as the boat stopped we jumped out.
Billy bruised his leg. A Komodo ran toward us; we both ran away. Luckily the Komodo was running towards a broken egg.
We had fun the whole day; we forgot that the boat left at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. I looked at my watch it was 4.20pm. Oh no! we ran, we got there, the boat was gone. Help! There was no sound we looked and looked we saw nothing what do we do?
I had an idea, "Let's make a fire."
Billy looked at the sky, it was black I said, "Let's find shelter"
We ran, we saw a hollow tree, we hopped inside it. I had an idea I told Billy to get two rocks.
"What for?" said Billy
"To make a fire I will go get some sticks."
We met at the tree I put the sticks on the ground Billy gave the rocks to me, I scrapped them together. Billy said he thought he saw a spark. I scrapped the rocks again. We both saw a spark, the fire started up. We slowly got warm.
Night came we didn't sleep well. Billy thought he heard strange noises. In the morning we looked for a way to get off the island. Billy found a door. He called me over we both opened it. There was a tunnel, we went through it, we got tired and had a rest, then we kept walking. We came to another door. We opened it, there were three tunnels, one went straight ahead, one to the left and one to the right. We went straight ahead. We walked for a long time and came to another door. We opened it and found ourselves in our own house.
We found out that the tunnel was an old smuggler's hideout.