Splash! I had plummeted into the warmth of the Pacific Ocean, fully clothed clutching hard onto my hand luggage, which was the only thing I had managed to claim off the now sinking plane, apart from the lifejacket.

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Splash! I had plummeted into the warmth of the Pacific Ocean, fully clothed clutching hard onto my hand luggage, which was the only thing I had managed to claim off the now sinking plane, apart from the lifejacket which I had thrown over my head in the chaos of the crash-landing. I knew anytime soon that the fuel tanks would catch fire and then it was only a matter of time before the plane would explode. So I knew I had to move as quickly as possible away from the wreckage.

Whilst the plane was nose- diving towards the water, I had noticed a small tropical island out on the horizon and thought I would have to swim towards it, as the island wasn’t that far away. Back in England, I was on a swimming team and had previously done lifesaving so swimming distances in clothes was an easy task. I was getting closer and closer to the shore when I noticed a grey stick jolting out above the waves, I realised it was a dorsal fin of a Great White with this my stomach turned and the adrenaline kicked in. My legs began to move faster than ever before.

 

Before I knew what was happening, my feet were on the Ocean bed and I was able to wade towards the shore and next thing I knew I was on the white sand lay in the blazing heat with the salt water splashing against my shoes. I felt so alone, I didn’t know if there were any other survivors nor whether I was the only one on this island, I wondered how long it would take for the Hawaiian airport  to realise something was wrong when the flight didn’t arrive and would they send out a search party? But why, why did such a thing happen to me? I had lived a perfectly normal life and had a whole career set out in front of me but then something like this happened and it was all to much.  It was like something which only happened in films or adventure books, not in every day life!

I felt so isolated, all I could see when I looked out was water, bobbing gently up and down in the breeze, and there was no other land except the one I was stood on. As I gazed out to where the plane had crashed, the only remnants were tiny bubbles on the surface. I couldn’t believe that a 50 tonne piece of solid metal could just disappear like that so quickly. It was as if the ocean just engulfed it along with all the passengers in it. The thought of me being the only survivor sent a cold shudder down my spin. I could have helped those people I could have saved them. But it is all very well saying this, but when you’re actually there under the pressure, it s all based on instincts and all you want to do is save yourself.

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I needed something to do, to take my mind off the recent events. So I decided to go for a walk to explore the island to see if I could find any food as I was getting quite hungry as I didn’t eat much of the plane food as it usually tastes really bad even in 1st class! But little did I know that that food would be the last proper “meal” I would eat in all of 5 years.

The island was very small and it only took me 30 minutes to circulate the whole thing, I noticed ...

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