Finally the big day has come, Ariffe, John and Philip were quietly entering their seats in the plane. There were so many people in the plane so it was pretty loud and nerve-breaking. The three sat together and in less than an hour they all felt asleep.
After 18 hours travelling in the plane, the plane started to shake. Everyone panicked for a second till the plane stopped shaking. One of the flight attendants started running through the seats shouting, “THE PILOT IS DEAD, THE PILOT IS DEAD”. As soon as Ariffe turned around, the plane started going down at a very high speed. Ariffe knowing that the plane will crash, he held john and Philips hand praying to god to survive the crash. All of a sudden, the plane crashed while making a huge eruptive noise.
Eight hours later, Ariffe slowly woke up from the crash. He turned around and saw John and Philip passed out. Ariffe checked his friends pulse, luckily for them they were both breathing. Ariffe gave water to John and Philip as they started to wake up from the crash. “We….we’re alive?” whispered John. “Yes John, so is Philip, now get up we’ll have to get out of here and find help.” “We must first check if there are any other survivors,” Ariffe said courageously. As they escape out of the plane, Ariffe, John and Philip checked everyone’s pulse in the plane. “We are the only survivors, how lucky are we?” said Ariffe sadly.
As they exited the plane, the gang saw that they landed in an rainforest island. There were a lot of wildlife animals but there were no shelter and no sign of civilians as they travelled around in hope of returning home. “Man this sucks, I’m hungry and I WANT TO GO HOME”, yelled John. Lucky for them, food was not an issue; they packed a number of food and water from the plane but did not have any type of weapon to protect them. Ariffe’s main concern was for Philip, Philip has had diabetes since he was ten and almost every day he has to take his insulin shot. Philip was limited to his insulin shots due to the lack of resources from the plane. “Guys we need to do what it takes to find help, we’ll do whatever it takes to get out of here,” Ariffe stated just like the leader he is. “You know its all your fault we’re in this position now Ariffe. If you didn’t tell us to come to this stupid trip, we would all be home….safe at home,” yelled John unfriendly. “Look John, it is what it is, we can’t go back in time, we all agreed to going to this trip, our main focus right know should be finding help and trying to find our way back home,” said Ariffe.
It was getting dark, the three settled down in a small area surrounded by trees. Ariffe set up a campfire and provided his friends with some food. He then handed Philip his insulin shot. You can tell by Philips body language that he was feeling very ill and depresses. “Cheer up Philip, don’t lose faith”, said Ariffe.
Meanwhile, John selfishly leaves the group and says he will be back. Ariffe confused saying,” Where the hell do you think you are going”. “I’m going to take a crap”, said John with a lot of confidence. Ariffe couldn’t leave Philip alone so he let John go.
Thirty minutes later, John has yet not returned. Ariffe felt very concern for his friend. Philip was asleep, Ariffe did not want to wake him up but he had no choice. “Philip get up, John has been gone for a long time, lets go check on him,” said Ariffe. Slowly Philip gets up and immediately the two started searching for him. In an instant the group heard a scream as loud as a hawk. Ariffe knowing that it was John’s voice, starts sprinting towards the crying voice. He finds John’s foot being bitten by a grizzly bear near the bear’s shelter. Ariffe courageously picks up strong, heavy-shaped stick and furiously started attacking him. Eventually, the bear stopped attacking the bear and started to run away from them. John looked at Ariffe and stated,” You saved my life…Ariffe…I don’t know how to thank you.” “From now on we never separate, we’re group and nonetheless you guys are all I have left. John stared at Ariffe and started apologizing but with a lot of pain. The attack from the bear caused John to lose his right leg. He was heavily bleeding throughout his legs, blood surrounded his cloth and skin. Ariffe has never seen so much blood in his life. Furthermore, the gang continued to find their way out of this rainforest.
The next morning, the gang were still walking in order to find some shelter. All Ariffe could think of was his family back home. Ariffe felt guilty for leaving his three-month pregnant wife back at home and his two kids as well. Ariffe was strong, he knew he had to stay positive If he ever wanted to see them again. All of a sudden, the gang found a beach, still no sign of anyone or any boats. “Were trapped in an island, just great, no way out, no one lives here, what the hell do we do,” said Philip. “Hey we make the best of it, we’ll build a shelter, we have a lot of food, and we’ll make an S.O.S in the beach, someone is bound to see it,” said Ariffe.
Two weeks has passed, Philip was more and more ill then he is ever been. John could not walk so it was all in Ariffe to get them out of there. There were a very few little resources left. Philip only had two more insulin shots left and food was becoming an issue. They had no hunting tool, no machete, no gun, nothing at all. Ariffe had enough so he decided to build a raft. He thought that was the only way to escape the island. It was clear that the island was un existent to the world, no planes flew over the island and definitely no one has ever stepped in that land before.
Meanwhile, back in Canada, the families of all the victims were in tears hearing the sad news about the plane not making it to its destination. Air Canada has reported that the plane location was unknown and there are no signs of survivors. The Canadian government sent rescue party every where around the Atlantic Ocean, even to all cities near the Atlantic Ocean.
Finally it was the day, Ariffe, John and Philip were ready get on the raft and escape the island. They had no choice, time was an issue. John lost his leg and Philip’s diabetes was really affecting his health. As they got on the boat, the gang prayed to escape safely. They looked back at the island, “one adventure we experienced, Hey we should give a name to this island”, said Ariffe. “Why don’t we call it A.J.P island, said Philip. A.J.P. stands for Ariffe, John, and Philip putting all their first names and making an initial with it since they were the first to enter the island.
48 hours later, after almost losing hope of finding a way out of the Atlantic Ocean. A fisherman’s boat appeared out of now where. Immediately, Ariffe and John started screaming and raising their hands crying out loud, ”SAVE US, OVER HERE, WE’RE OVER HEAR.” It turns out that it was a boat from the Ivory Coast. The fisherman came towards the raft and rescued them immediately.
The fisherman took them to their homeland, Ivory Coast, near the west-coast of Africa near the border. Luckily, the Canadian government found the
