My name is Giselle Bettencourt, the great-granddaughter of the French heiress Liliane Bettencourt. In the year of 2013, my boyfriend, Emmanuel Green and I were heading to Cook Islands in the middle of the Pacific Ocean for a vacation. However, we were hit by a strong storm while flying over the Pacific Ocean. My boyfriend lost his life when he was releasing the lifeboat from the back of the plane, and soon I was on the boat floating under the dark sky alone in the Pacific Ocean. My boat drifted for days in the water until it hit a rock. I got up and saw the island that I would be spending my time on for the next two years.
You must be curious about my survival on this piece of lifeless island. Yes, I did not know how to cook, and I had never made my own fire prior to this accident. I had no choice, but had to learn. I would run down to the water with a stick to catch some fish and cook them on the top of the fire that I made. From then on, I ate a lot of seafood.
As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, nobody had discovered me. I must find something to do to keep myself occupied. There were a lot of leaves on the island, so I started to make dresses and tops out of them. I had the designs drawn on the walls of the cave that I lived in, and I was hoping that one day someone would find my designs.
It was more than a year that I started to think that I would lost contact with civilization forever, and I would never reunite with my family. I even wrote a desperate letter to those who would eventually find it on this island. However, one day, miracles happened.
It was a usual day. I would wake up early in the morning and put on my leaf dress. I would then head out to catch some fish in the ocean and cook it over the fire. As soon I finished eating, I would sit on the beach and watch the beautiful sunrise. I closed my eyes as I lied down and tried to not think about anything. Suddenly, I heard something in the woods, just a couple feet away from me. I was not sure what that was, so I headed into the woods. First I thought it could just be a small animal running around, so I followed the sound of the grass.
After an hour of running, I still didn’t see anything. I was exhausted, so I decided to sit down on the ground to relax. Just as I was sitting down, a hand patted me on the back. I turned my head around, and I saw a handsome young man standing in front of me. He introduced himself as Liam from Australia. He was alone exploring this lifeless island. He asked me a lot of questions as we walked out the woods to the beach. I guided him to my cave, and showed him my designs. He was amazed that I was able to survive alone on this island for so long.
He told me that he left his boat on the other side of the beach, and he could take me to Australia. I was thrilled and sad all at once that I would leave this island. We headed for his boat, and he threw me some of his clothes. It was a luxurious boat with a kitchen, a dining room, a meeting room, and a living with a plasma TV. I miss my life like this in France.
As we arrived in Australia, the coast guard checked my background and my plane accident reports. He said, “It was a miracle, Miss Bettencourt. You great-grandmother has been looking for you all over the world. You were on the headline for a few months. Welcome back.”
Like that, civilization welcomed me.
It is a miracle that I am still alive. It is a miracle that I am able to reunite with my family in France. It is a miracle Liam and I fall in love, and now we live in Monaco.