I woke up looking at the sky, my vision blurry, and my leg throbbing in pain. There was a big fire coming from in front of me. It barely lifted my head up and saw the plane split in a half. I had survived. It was freezing cold out, and something in my leg was killing me. I tried to get up but an enormous pain clutched me down. I looked at my leg and saw that and saw that a sharp metal shard and impaled me. At least it had not gone through my knee. Blood was on the snow, but it stopped. I wonder how much blood I lost, and how long I was unconscious. The only solution left was to pull the shard out. I reached out both of my arms and held onto the metal shard with my hands. I took three deep breaths and pulled it straight out.
"AHHHHHH" The pain was unbelievable. I just laid there, some more blood leaked out. I almost fell unconscious again but slapped myself a couple of times to say awake. I would lay down a bit more, and then see if there were more survivors.
After a while, I tore apart a small part of my jeans with the metal shard that had impaled me and tied it around my wound hard. I got up slowly, my wound still hurting a bit but I managed to walk over to the plane. I went near the plane, and then inside it. No survivors around. I looked to see if I could find my backpack. Oh yes, I did, I found something that looked like a backpack, but it was torn into pieces. I checked my watch, and it was broken. The only thing I had in mind was a medkit or a survival kit on the side of the plane, like a box. I circled the plane, or what was remained of it. There it was! It read "Plane Crash Kit" The only problem was, during the crash the handle had broken off. I could not open it. I grabbed the metal shard and tried to pry it open. Snap! The medal shard broke. My only tool, now broken too. I also just realized that it was freezing cold. There were some twigs and sticks around so I grabbed those and stuck them into the burning parts of the plane. There was a small cave behind where I first was, so I got a stack of my sticks piled them on top of each other. Got the burning sticks and threw them in. Perfect. Now I was a bit warmer. There was also a wind picking up too. I was hungry, not too warm, in pain, and shock. I lay down on the cold rock and tried to go to sleep.
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Howl Of The Night
AdventureSam is on an airplane to Alaska to see his wife and daughter. While on the plane something terrible happens. One of the engines explode and the plane crashes. Sam is left to survive by himself in the harsh, cold forests of Alaska. On the way, Sam fa...
