Survivor

Im a survivor

I wake up to hear the engine roaring and the sun pouring into the plane.I sit up and stretch.I'm on my way to see my family in Italy.Let's just say that my Italian family is rich.I'm flying in a private jet.Im wearing a blue designer shirt and black shorts with gray heels and a gem covered necklace.Thank you Italian family!!Life is pretty good.Until I heard a shout come from the pilots room.I get up and walk to the door.I grab for the knob and it slowly starts to turn.I jump back and hide behind the door.A man walks out holding a gun in his hand.He walks slowly over to where I was sitting.Thats when I make my move.I had taken of my heels and had one in my hand.I walk up to him and hit him hard on his back."Ahhh!"he cries,falling down in pain.I quickly grab the gun from his hand and point it at him."I don't know who you are or just what happened."I say,trying to catch my breath,"But you will tell me."as I hold the gun to him.He chuckles."I'm surprised that you actually know that that's a weapon."he says,standing up."What do you mean?"I ask him,still pointing the gun at him."Your soft...girly.With your expensive clothes and private jets."he says,lowering his voice.He raises it as quick as he lowered it."My family had nothing!We asked your family for help but they just laughed at us!"he yells."So know it's their turn to lose what they have."he laughs.In one quick motion he tries to grab the gun but I see it coming.I get the butt of the gun and hit his head as hard as I can.He moans and falls to the ground."Yes!"I yell.When I finally stop doing my victory dance I realize that he might have killed the pilot.I walk to the door that leads to the pilots room and I open it slowly.I see the pilots head tilted, a bullet in his back. I try not to scream.I grab his arms and pull him down to the floor.I sit in the seat,trying not to touch the blood. I try to find the radio with no luck.The buttons look like a lot of lights and dots.The autopilot was on though but not for long.I walk out of the room to make sure the dude was still knocked out.He was still laying on the floor.I walk over to him and I pull him into a seat.I buckled him and put the air bag in his mouth.I walk back into the pilot room and check how much time is left for the autopilot.I have 5 minutes to get ready.I grab my bag and load all the food I can find into it.I throw in my heels,along with the first aid kit,the machete that the crazy guy brought and a survival kit.If you ask me,surviving will be easy.I was dead wrong.

Plane Crash
The autopilot turns off just as I buckle into the pilots seat.It feels like a roller coaster,the part when it's the first big hill.The plane is falling into what seems like a black hole.We were so high that I couldn't tell that the ground was the "black hole."The impact is so hard that I black out.
~~~~~~2 hours later~~~~~~
When I finally come to everything is a blur.My head is throbbing and all the things that I had collected were scattered everyone.The crazy man was out of his sit and face down in the plane.He wasn't breathing.Great,know I have no company.I slowly stand up and try to walk.Pain shoots through my left leg and goes through my body.I fall back down.I sit up and see my damaged body.There's a huge gash in my leg and my headache has gotten worse.I can feel blood coming into my eyes and I quickly wipe it away.I trace the blood trail up to my forehead.I wince when I find the deep cut.I slowly stand up and walk over to my bag.My extra clothes are soaked with juices from the fruit.I find an apple and a few peaches through out the plane.I look through the plane for the things I'd lost.I find a few bandages,a cooling pack,tweezers and alcohol wipes.I sit down and try the best I can to patch my body up.I put the leftover bandages in my bag and walk around some more.I couldn't find the survival kit though so I went ahead and walked out of the plane.The sun hit me first and then the gnats.I tried to swat them away as I walked with no luck.The sun started to set as I walked down through the woods.I found a clearing and walked out it.In front of me was a sandy white beach with crystal blue water in front of it.To my left was a rocky trail leading up to a cave.Maybe a place I could stay.Anyway,to my right was the beach stretching up to a grassy,green hill.It sloped down to the forest which was covered with berries of all colors.This was more like Hawaii than a deserterd island.But,the challenges of the island were on their way.