The last thing I saw was the tops of trees bright green trees we were heading straight for them… then I passed out…
OW! My head was pounding like crazy, there was blood
Over my jeans a sense of confusion overwhelmed me. I was sick once again. I undone my tangled seatbelt and clambered up, the smell of smoke filled my nostrils I coughed and then drew back when I saw the huge flames they screamed at me to go away. I turned around and clambered over bodies and luggage until I found the door it was broken already so I climbed through the small gap. One part of me felt like going back to look for survivors I poked my head through the gap…however, death was all around and nothing but silence could be heard throughout the pit of hell.
There was trees everywhere the only clearing was where the remains of the jumbo jet lied. The clearing jumped out from the rest of the island. I took a few steps into the wilderness and dropped to my knees and began to sob. I started to feel dizzy so I lied down… my vision began to fade I vaguely saw several figures emerging from the wreck and then darkness…..
I awoke to a bright sky… sun shining but it was lightly raining. The remains of a fire smouldered a few metres from me the smell of the salty sea overwhelmed me and I felt slightly sick. The sea glistened in the morning sun burning my eyes as I stared wearily around.
Suddenly I was distracted by 3 people. I immediately realised that the three dirty-faced people were the people from the wreckage the night before. I was scared about what news they were going to tell me.
They explained to me that I and them was the only survivors left from the crash. A strange sense of luck and guilt surged through me.
Longingly we chatted for hours about what we had experienced and what we were going to do, they said that they had found minimal rations and a survival kit. I guess this was going to be my dreaded life for a while…….. As the dark powerful sky overwhelmed the warmth of the sun, I felt my eyes weaken and suddenly I was asleep…..
I have learnt many life skills why I have been here. A few days ago I harpooned a fish the bright red blood spilled out within the crystal clear water and a few moments later the blood seemed like it bad never been there.
I don’t believe 2 weeks have passed already. The routine sound of the angrily crashing waves woke me every morning and I fell asleep to the relaxing sound of the crickets. One of the 3 who saved me has gone missing the others have built a raft and are setting sail tomorrow. I am making the decision to stay and look for him. Who knows what the dark future holds for me…..
