Hi everyone this is just a story I thought I might try (you know girl stranded on a island with a bunch of guys haha) Anyway my story will be different the first couple will be basic but trust me this story is going to be more in depth than you might realize. Sorry for bad grammer I am not good at it. But please enjoy!

Alice POV~

The captain's voice came on the intercom, a sheer freighting tone held the air, he knew, "Everyone brace yourselves! Dear God… prepare for impact!" My mind was spinning with worry, fear, nausea, and a mix of other emotions. My head turned into a blender and my body was frozen stiff. I gripped the arm chair, tensing at every jolt of the plane. The sound of the engine was screeching. I could hear the roaring cry of the aircraft as one by one the wings were being torn to pieces. Clenching my jaw, I closed my eyes preparing for the outcome of death. The screaming of the other children was enough to make my ears feel as if drips of blood were trickling down from the inside. I bit my lip. The shocking motion of the plane was stressing my muscles, my legs felt like loose and my arms were tiring.

I glanced to my right to see my mother mouthing words. She was yelling but no sound was I able to hear. Tears erupted in my eyes, as I knew death was sitting outside the window. I was chocking up as more realization struck that my life was soon going to be no existent. My once beating heart was going to be nothing more than a lifeless organ. All my mind could envision was how mangled my body might look once the noise of the plane struck the water. My lip quivered. The seconds were ticking by 1….2…. Why is life so far until death strikes?

3….4….

God just make it painless.

5….6….

No kid should have to see their own death. My life has been too short.

I tried to sing to myself a soft song, a tune that would distract my mind. I needed a note that I could carry high to heaven. I assumed I was heading up; there I would meet my mother, father, sister, and my pets someday. We would be together. None of us would be alone. We would laugh and play with no worries. I could see my father again someone I had not seen in a while. My mother and sister might tag along.

I burst out with salty tears, "Mom! Moooommmm!"

I did not want to pass on from earth. I was not ready. I felt a hand grab my wrist and before I could look the plane struck the ocean with a bang from the nose. The force was incredible, my neck and shoulders were wiped forward. My stomach was being strangled by the seatbelt and I felt my head being thrown down ward as we came upon impact. There was no time for thoughts as the aircraft burst into the water. The metal on the plane was denting. I could feel the spray of the water hit my checks from the broken windows. My heart beat was irregular as my half open eyes saw the plane break apart.

Kids were franticly racing for the surface. I saw red ribbons dancing around my face. The ice prickling ocean began pouring into the aisle causing my limbs to go numb. Struggling I tried to remove my seatbelt from its tight grasp. The demon was holding me down dragging me from life.

Finally I freed myself. The work was tiring and I was finding it hard to stay conscious. My eyes and nose were burning as the strong ocean water stung like needles. The plane was sinking and I could feel the water rising above my waist. I desperately tried to find my mom but the scary thought of not living was eating away at me. Glancing to my right again my mother was nowhere in sight. Panic struck my chest. My sister was gone as well, my heart was drowning with the plane but my mind forced me to return to the surface. I saw a rough opening through a shattered window. Glass was jagged out and managed to slice my shirt clean. Small red ribbons escaped as I made my way to air.

My body ached and my lungs were heavy with grief and exhaustion. I saw the other children crying and yelling for rescue but their pleads were covered by the deathly heavens. The storm in the sky echoed a heard of ragging animals, the lighting was fierce and struck the dense green clouds. The thunder was hurtful, a sound of angry punch threatened across the sky.

The day was dark while high waves attempted to swallow us up as we headed toward shore. I could not cry for my family, for my body was a weak machine. I reached the wet sand collapsing on the ground, thankful for a steady terrain. I rested for a few moments before I realized the tides coming in were monstrous creatures looking for more victims. Forgetting about my loved ones I did what survival knowledge I had and sought out for refuge in the depths of the forest. I stayed near by the shore and hoped for the best. My eyes still burning were blurred for the most part and my wet hair hung in my face making sight challenging.

The horrible night pressed on. I waited. The aches and pains grew again and soon my mind put my body to ease.

My dream became a safe get away.

Well I hope you liked it! The story will be written in third person so no worries! First story so yeah-