WALT Choose to write one of the following -
- An imaginative (but could possibly happen - no zombies or aliens!) adventure story that takes place in an outdoor setting.
- A personal recount about an outdoor experience you have had (eg: camping, beach, hiking, biking, picnic)I chose the imaginative one.
The mist damped the tops of the trees, the wind was almost silent. A hoot of a owl echoed around a near cave. The moonlight shone through the gaps of the trees, The silence was deafening.
Jackson knew he was going to die, the plane was falling faster and faster. It was too late to try to use the controls, Jackson was going to die… The plane crashed into the piny trees, one person died.
7¾ hours later Jackson opened his eyes he saw the mangled pilot’s body and screamed, the sound echoed around the sunlit cockpit and Jackson realized he was alone. Alone in the middle of nowhere, no hope of finding humanity. All of the glass in the front window was shattered Jackson climbed out of the lone cockpit. He was surrounded with spruce trees, a drip of water hit Jackson’s forehead. Jackson looked up and somehow the tops of the trees were dripping wet. Jackson thought it must have rained but then he realized everything else was dry.
A rumble came from Jackson’s stomach, he needed to find something to eat and drink. He looked around and to his delight he found a bush full of berries, he knew it was possible they could be poisonous but his raging hunger drove him towards them. He moved so fast scoffing his face with berries... They were raspberries, Jackson tore at the leaves taking all of the berries he decided to save some, he didn't know how long he would be stranded in this forest hell.
The day's turned to night as Jackson froze each night but the food and water supply was fine, the berries were almost all gone but Jackson found more berry bushes. As for water Jackson had found a freshwater stream, hell slowly was turning into heaven. Luckily for Jackson there wasn't many harmful animals.
He spent most of his time gathering things to patch the hole in the cockpits window. He moved the pilot's body (if you could call it a body) and buried it, then washed his hands in the river and washed the bloody seat.
At 4:32 pm Jackson’s mind was whizzing with thoughts, he did have enough food to last a long time did he really want to go back to civilization? He started to think of how he could accomplish that. At 4:47 pm an idea came to him in most planes there are medkits and rafts.
Jackson looked around the cockpit under his seat was a waterproof white box. Jackson hurled at the box unzipping it open. To Jackson's delight he saw bandages, pills, and a plastic silver keychain with a button on it labeled GPS. Jackson pressed the button and a not very loud voice said
“GPS SIGNAL SENT SUCCESSFULLY”
A week later Jackson was on a plane back to Mummy and Daddy.
