It was silent all over the the land, bright beautiful gazelles roamed in the grasslands, grazing at the bronze and ever-green grass. Flowers blooming at every minute of the day. The sun was coming to warm set. People from all around the tropical island gathered each day to watch the land grow and thrive, but all were worried, for others began to find the abandoned island. As the days went on more and more "others" as they were called started appearing. The others started terrorizing all of my people. At this moment I am sitting here hurdled under an abandoned shack in the rickety basement telling you the story of what was taken from me and my people.