Survivor’s Sand
Airplane B- Chad Age 11
Somebody kept knocking on the door. I had to poop! Couldn’t they just leave me alone for a little bit? ‘’I’m trying to go to the bathroom!’’ I shouted to them. They kept knocking and now it was more and more.
‘’What is it?’’ I hissed. ‘’Crashing...’’ I heard. Their voice was low and sounded pretty serious. I rolled my eyes and finished up. I unlocked the door and stepped into the plane.
Everybody was screaming and soon I was to. The plane was nose diving toward the water and objects were flying around everywhere. A suitcase smacked me in the face and I flew onto the ground.
‘’Get a jacket!’’ I heard somebody say to me. ‘’Why? It’s not winter!’’ I yelled back gripping onto a seat. Don’t be a smarty, I mean a life jacket!’’ they screamed. I reached under a seat and pulled out a orange one. I slipped it on and tried to stand up.
Something popped and a bunch of wind blew me down. My eyes were blurry and soon I couldn’t even seen. I coughed and rolled onto my side. ‘’Get in a seat son!’’ it was the same knocking voice. ‘’I’m trying!’’ I answered my voice swept away by the screams.
Then just like that, water swept around the plane. It was like a huge tusniami and it was coming right for me. I adjusted my lifejacket and shut my eyes bracing for the collision.
When it did hit me, I couldn’t breathe. Obviously because it was water, but it was like nothing I ever felt. I gasped then shut my mouth as a bunch of salt water went up my nose.
I held out my hands and tried to go up but all I saw was white. The top of the plane I realized. I was stuck. I had to get out! I grabbed a seat and pulled myself down, my lungs aching.
I kicked the window with my leg but it didn’t even break. Somebody touched my leg and I whipped my head around. It was a girl probably around 12. But she wasn’t awake, her eyes were rolled up to her head.
Should I save her? I grabbed her body and pulled her with me. Blackness edged my way into my eyes. I much time. I kicked it one more time, beginning it to open. Come on!
It cracked and then shards of glass blew at me. I waved at the pieces and squeezed through. I then waited and felt myself float up to the waves with the girl. I gasped and sputtered, my heart pounding. ‘’I’M ALIVE!’’ I cheered and looked around.
I was alone. In the middle of the ocean.

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The Ocean- Ivan Age 12

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