I built my own island out of blueberry jello in the middle of the beach. The island was surrounded by white sand. I created a moat and built a barricade of seashells to protect it from the waves. I constructed a large canopy over the blueberry castle to shield it from the sun. I insulated the wiggly walls with grape jam for extra cushioning against the wind. I designed layers of protection to preserve my new piece of property. Everything was fine until a small dog came along and smelled the blueberry bliss of my jello town. Before I could wrap my arms around the fruit-flavored kingdom, the island was devoured.