I woke up in the middle of the woods, the sun was just rising, I was in pain from what happened. The only thing I had left from my parents was a sweatshirt, and a beanie that they loved me wearing, obviously I was wearing other items clothing but the beanie and sweatshirt were important. I began walking around the woods to try to find some campers, houses, or anyone but after an hour I knew that I just got myself more lost into the woods. "Well I'm screwed aren't I?" I said to myself, I'm not great with pain so I deal with it by being humorous.
My friends and I used to explore so much to where I knew the woods that was near my house, like the back of my hand, but I'm not home so I have to improvise. I also used to research a lot just randomly so I know what berries not to eat, how to start a fire, etc. "those unneeded facts are actually needed for once, wow." I said to myself as I began to try to find berries or nearby streams with fish. I finally found an area that was near a stream and berries and decided I should build a little survival shelter.
After collecting the items I need for the shelter, I began working. I got so many splinters but they were worth it because after 3 hours I finally had a shelter. I wanted to make sure I had protection so I grabbed some vines, a stick, and sharp rock and I made a spear. It was dark out so when I finished making the only weapon I had, I went to sleep. I woke up the next morning and began to explore for rabbits or fish to get for food but I ran into something much bigger, a bear "SHIT" I yelled as the bear came towards me "looks like we're both hungry" I said as I started running. The bear caught up quickly and jumped on me "so this is the end" I told myself." I escaped death once but it came back to get me again." I accepted my fate at this point. But a miracle happened