She had wandered for a few days, ever upward since the terrain seemed to climb in every landward direction from the huge expanse of water, lost in her...misery. Occasional streams provided her water, but she did not eat. She wasn’t even sure why she had bothered with drinking water. It would be better to die, slowly and painfully, and start her eternity of pain. At least she would not have to suffer the defilement of her body.It was perhaps the third or fourth day after crashing on the shore when. Nami shot and against thewall in a puddle of blood, her shooter nowhere to be found. Kyle movedto her and attempted to wake her up. Slowly, Nami opened her eyes andmumbled "Kyle, it was Jack..." Don't talk, I am going to call 911!" He moved 2 feet to the phone anddialed the number, as he was dialing, Nami moved onto her side andreached out her arm and touched her arm to the skin on his ankle. Kyledid not notice because he was so focused on someone answering. Whensomebody did answer Kyle began. To fir vo mujhse meri gf ke baare mai puchne lagi aur fir usne poocha “kya tune use kabhi kiss kiya hai??” mene kaha nahi kiya. She askd why?? Mene kaha mujhe darr lagta hai, mene pehle kabhi nahi kiya isliye.. Aur usne ek dum jawab diya, bachpan mai to tune bahut kiya hai fir ab kyun sharma raha hai?? Ab ye sun kar mujhe bhi thoda josh aaya ki shyad meri sister is bare mai discuss karne ke liye tayar hai aur use sharam nahi aati. Mene kaha ki bachpan ki baat alag thi tab to hume kuch jyada. I was about to message him when his text csme through. "Come to the bathrooms".My hands were shaking and I was nervous thinking about how little privacy a public restroom has. I walked over to the bathrooms. The walk seemed like an eternity. When I finally reached the bathrooms I slowly turned the handle. I walked in and saw someone standing in the only stall. The door was cracked. I walked over to it and opened the stall door. He was a good looking man. Average build with work clothes on. He.