by Me | Score: 2900
I wake up behind me a plane. My legs hurt and I am weak. The plane looks as though it has crashed. I am dazed trying to figure out what happened before the plane had crashed. I look around for food only to find a spice bottle. I walk around looking for any food. I notice no one else has survive. I notices that clouds are coming in hopefully it won't snow on me. Before I could say another word the clouds release tiny snowflakes that hit my head. This will be a long and cold winter. I go to find what I can in the wreck. I look for blankets and food. I see a toy plane. It is green and small. Though it had belonged to a little boy. I grab what I can and leave the wreck for shelter. I walk for miles and miles, then I see a cave. Finally shelter and somewhere to rest my feet. I lay down the blankets I found and try to sleep. It's hard to sleep. The wind blows an icy chill down my neck. I can't sleep. I look up at the damp cave sealing. I try to remember events that happen, but nothing come to mind. I am stranded on an island.