A letter from a desert island

My name is Ferran Illa and I'm writing this from an island near Greece. My parents and brother are here too. We are lost and we can't scape.
Life is very funny after five days on this island. We can swiming in the sea and we can't any games either. Every day I make a fire on the beach .
We can't survive here. It's cloudy and sunny . There isn't much food . We always eat insects and drink tea.