This is my journal.
September 30th, 1659
My name is Robinson Crusoe. I am shipwrecked on this island. I named it “The Island of Despair”. Everyone else from my ship is dead. I am left here all alone.
I saw that the ship moved closer to the land. I swam to it and started bringing things to the beach. I kept doing this every day of October.
It rained a lot and the ship broke into pieces. I could no longer take things from it.
I spent the end of October by building my camp. I explored the island on the last day of the month. I found a goat and killed it. I killed its young too.
I spent the beginning of November by arranging the boxes and boards from the ship. I put them around my tent as a fence.
I decided to organise my time better. Every morning, I walked for a few hours. Then I worked until 11. I had lunch and took a nap between 12 and 14. I continued working until the evening.
I started making a table that same day. It took me longer than I thought. I finished it the next evening.