The Plane Crash
I had been sat in my seat one minute, the next minute the plane’s engine had busted and we were spiralling down to the ground. I was terrified, I closed my eyes and prepared for the end. I wondered whether you would see the bright white light that is always mentioned when someone is going to heaven. I knew I was facing imminent death, so I forced myself to think about all my friends and family, I wanted them to be my last thought. Then I felt a huge bump where I hit the ground and was knocked unconscious with the impact.
I woke up about an hour later, I looked around, the plane was smashed up, I couldn’t see a thing as there was a thick smog surrounding the area around the plane crash, there had been no adults on the plane aside from the pilots and three school teachers, they had all been in the front, I waded forwards and couldn’t see the front of the plane, there must have been something that happened, possibly the top and bottom separated from each other. I decided to get out the plane, as the smog was suffocating me, my lungs felt like they were about to collapse as the heavy weight of the smoke settled in them, they felt like lead. I clambered out of the plane wreck, breathing in the fresh air, gulping it down. I got out and looked back, I hadn’t realised it until now, but there was a burning pain in my heart, I knew this would be where I died, I couldn’t survive for long on what I though was an island, eventually I would run out of food and there may not even be fresh water on this island.
I decided to scout around on the island and find any food or any fresh water, I knew how to make freshwater out of salt if it came to it, but for that I needed a fire. Eventually I would have to back into the plane wreck to see if there was any supplies in there. I walked round for what must have been an hour, my thirst was steadily rising, and I needed to drink desperately. My thirst was taking over me. I decided to go back to the plane, I had a bottle of water in my bag. The fastest way back to the plane was to cut through the forest, I was desperate, and I thought that if I kept to the edge of the woods I would be ok. I tried to do just that, but I kept tripping and as there wasn’t a path I got lost and ended up in the centre of the forest.
Eventually I stumbled upon the plane wreck and I saw that the children who had been in those seats where gone, I felt slightly elated that there were other survivors, I didn’t know any of them though, that plane had been full of us getting evacuated to stop us dying in the nuclear war between Britain and Korea. That’s why there was no adults on there. I went to find where I had been sitting, my backpack was at the foot of my chair, I picked it up, and it was still bulging. I slung it over my shoulder and headed out of the plane.
