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one morning in my twenty-third year

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one morning in my twenty-third year one morning in my twenty-third year I began to move more freely around Waterproof tarp the island #x again，and built myself a third house. It was a very secret place in a cave. ‘No wild man will ever find that，’I said to myself.

Then one year something happened which I can never forget. I was again on the west side of the island and was walk-ing along the shore. Suddenly，I saw something which made me feel ill. There were heads，arms，feet,DVD Ripper，and other pieces of men's bodies everywhere. For a minute，I couldn't think，and then I understood. Sometimes there were fights between the wild men on the other islands. Then they came here to my island with their prisoners，to kill them，cook them，and eat them. Slowly，I went home，but I was very angry. How could men do this？

For many months I watched carefully for the smoke Waterproof tarp from fires，but I didn't see anything. Somehow the wild men came and went，and I never saw them. I was angry and afraid. I wanted to shoot them all，but there were many of them and on-ly one of me. ‘Perhaps I can shoot two or three，’I said to my－self，‘but then they will kill and eat me. ’

Then，one morning in my twenty-third year on #x the island，I was out in my fields and I saw the smoke from a fire. Quickly，I went up Waterproof tarp the hill to watch. 相关的主题文章：