I was born in the year 1632 in the city of York in England . I had two brothers. One became a soldier and was killed in a battle in France . I do not know what happened to my other brother. My father hoped I would become a merchant, but I wanted to go to sea. Although my mother and father did not want me to go, my desire was so strong that I ignored their wishes.
Now I’m stranded on an island by myself. I don’t know where I am. I’ve taken some things from the ship and I’ve built a shelter. As I’m not sure what I can find here, I’ve built a fence around my shelter. I’ve been ill and I thought I was going to die. That was when I started thinking about God. Since then I’ve been reading the Bible every day. I’ve also started to plan my time and pretty soon I’m going to explore the island…