Yellow, all Jake saw was yellow, he felt around for some type of wall but felt nothing, he tried to touch the ground but there was no hard surface, Jake seemed to be floating, but somehow he felt like he was standing, “hello! Anyone there?” Jake questioned, no reply. Jake started moving, not on his own, but something was forcing him to move. He came to a sudden halt, but he had started moving down. Very slowly, Jake saw that it was pitch black. Jake try to push away. Buts that’s when he had control, but he wasn’t floating, he was falling, Jake screamed as he fell into the dark.
Jake sprinted through the island, trying to get away from the moving statue. This statue was going as fast as a vehicle on the run. That’s when the statue hit him, “ow!” His ankle had been trampled under the weight of the statue. In a furry of rage Jake grabbed onto a vine connected to a tree and started climbing has fast as he could, Jake had never climbed this fast before. Once he got to the top of the tree the statue slowly came to a stop, that’s when he heard music, but it wasn’t music, it was people and they where screaming, “charge!”.
Jake looked at his feet, this creature was covered top to bottom in fur. Jake bent down and looked for a face, there wasn’t one, he started shaking the creature to try and make it wake up, but that’s when the fur started coming off, “what the!” Jake staggered back, it was no creature. It was the pilot of the airplane. “Hey, wake up!”, he shook even harder, when finally, “wait, what, where am I”, the pilot mumbled. Jake thought he must of his memory, that’s when he heard a noise next to him, a statue, moving faster than a car, “oh no, oh no, what is that”! Jake screamed.
After leaving the light house Jake went back to the old hut to stay there, Jake planned to start making a wooden boat to get off the island, but he didn’t know how. The next day Jake woke up feeling dazed, he had not eaten in days, and was tired of drinking salt water, he opened the door and set off, Jake walked for days but found nothing, Jake was nearly crawling now in pain, but that’s when he saw someone or something, it ran up to him, ‘Which way to the shops?’ it panted. “Wait what shops” I wondered, “oh” the creature said, then he collapsed on the grass.
Jake looked beneath him, the stairs looked old, but without thinking he started walking down them, with nothing to guide him or any source of light, he heard crumbling noises the further he went. When Jake reached the floor he looked around to find multiple passages going in different ways.That’s when the stairs started to rumble and shake, Jake ran into one of the passages to get out of the way. But now he was stuck, alone. But that’s when he found a lone duck. Jake picked up the duck and held him. Then with a swoosh! He was flying up, “I didn’t realise they could fly!” He screamed.
It had now been two weeks since Jake had seen the person in the field, lately he had decided to explore the island further, he had found a old hut with limited supplies within it and lots of food supplies, but had lately found out that the food was rotten. Jake fell incredibly sick over the next few days. He soon left in the search of medication. But he failed, that same day he found a old structure upon the the shore, he recognised it as a light house, Jake started moving into the building, but the stairs weren’t going up, they were going down.
The sun was setting and Jake had found no sign of shelter, he had decided to take his chances and make camp in the middle of a dried out field. So far he had not been able to find any of the other passengers of the plane. Jake didn’t want to think about what would happen to him if he wasn’t found. That’s when he heard a shuffling in the bushes, he jerked backwards in fright, then all of a sudden a flash of light, then, darkness. Then he saw the light again, but this time it was blinding, he couldn’t look away, and then the darkness started covering him…
“The planes going down everyone prepare for a crash”. Jake woke up feeling terrible, he was alone on a island with no food nor shelter. But he had a sudden brain spark and started searching for food, shortly he found a field with wrinkled mushrooms growing on the ground, he started plucking the mushrooms and was about to eat them but remembered his number one rule, never eat wild mushrooms, they could be full of poison, with his new found memory, he set off, soon to find a broken oar on the ground, he forced himself to a wistful smile and said “this could come in handy” while walking away.
“Come on, we gotta go! Bang! Another missile hit the sinking ship, “what are we gonna do! Theres to many of those fighter jets!” He said in a worried voice. “First you need to go find everyone else, I’ll get to the anti aircraft gun and try and shoot those jets down. It was a simple plan, but he knew if he didn’t make it to that gun they would all go down with the ship. Boom! A missile hit the front area of the ship, he staggered backwards straight into a room, the door slammed shut after him, he heard more screams and then suddenly, darkness enveloped the room.
Ring! Ring! Ring! I woke up to the fire alarm going off. I ran straight to the door only to find it jammed, “no no no, please don’t be happening” I said in panic. The boy saw his only option to escape, the window. He knew there was a trampoline in the front yard, but he knew if he missed it would be over, and than he jumped..
The next morning he was standing outside of his burnt house.“No not 29 100word way” he said in pain. That when he noticed, only half of his fence was burnt, the rest was just, gone.