Day ONE
Morning - Afternoon
I found myself on a sandy beach earlier today. It seems that my classmates and me were separated as the plane crashed into what seems to be a deserted island. As I walked across the strip of beach I search around for remnants of anything I can use to call the others. I found nothing. I gave up for a while searching for items, instead I head up this mountain that was high enough for me to survey my surroundings I look the opposite way and spot a mountain range higher than the one I'm on. As I look through the horizon, it's probably the afternoon when I got up to the mountain since it probably took me all morning to reach the top, anyways, I look to the beach and I spot what seems to be two tiny insect like being floating in the ocean. Form the looks of it it's not any of my classmates since the bodies seemed to be built like adults. Since there was only four adults on the plane, I'm pretty sure that the two of them are the bodies of my dead teacher and pilot, I don't know what happened to the two other adults. I decide to head back down to the beach in hopes that one of my classmates would stumble on the beach. Sadly, I find no one when I arrive at the beach. I just noticed that the tail of the plane was the only thing that remained of the airplane. With a stroke of intuition, I started looking for something to hit the tail. Finally, I found a piece of wood the size of a baseball bat and start hitting the metal tail to call the others to my whereabouts. I heard the rustling in the jungle towards the eastern side. I knew that the others would be coming.
Night
Well, I took everyone's name and I noticed that only about half my class came. The weird thing was most of my classmates came from the far eastern side whereas I was only in the northern side so I was pretty sure that anyone, at least in a 3 to 4 mile radius would at least hear the ringing. So the only explanation that I have is that they, my other classmates, have started their own tribe. That night we didn't have shelter so we stayed close together at the beach. At about midnight we heard a noise at night which awoke all of us. It sounded like someone, or something, was howling somewhere in the western side of the islands, which are surrounded by fairly high mountains, about three stories tall, the sound was nothing an animal was capable of making, that I know for sure. We, Ryan, Andrew, and I, decided to investigate this in the morning because we think it'll be safer to go to the mountains in the morning rather than that night. As I lay there I figured out that I couldn't go to sleep, I don't know why maybe it was out of fright of what happened but I just couldn't stay lying down long so I was about to go and sit down near a tree when I noticed that all of my classmates were also awake. I walked over to a tree and rested my hear on it. As I sit there I started thinking why it had to happen to us.