POst 1

Journal Entry 1
Simon

I was awaken by a sound of a crackling sound, as i stood up and i looked around I saw that the plane I had been in had crashed in a swamp, I quickly looked for the source of the sound, and i barely turned in time to see that it had come from the plane, apparently it had caught on fire during impact. I dragged my self to a tree and looked down, i had been badly scratched, I saw my leg turning red, I had cut my leg open and blood was oozing out. I grabbed some leaves and rapt it around my leg. I was feeling dizzy, then thats when I heard it, a trumpet like sound echoing through the trees, i stood up and imped toward the sound as i got closer i heard voices saw other little children running towards it. At last I got there, i stayed at the back leaning against a branch, my leg now felt much better. As more and more boys appeared, i caught a glimpse of the one who was making the trumpet like sound it was a boy not much older by the looks of it then me. Then thats when we all saw, a group of boys dresses in black robes, they looked Tow. I was then blinded by the effulgence of the shell like think that the boy was holding. I was surrounded by efflorescence flowers. I was in the shade of large fronds. As i turned back to the boys in black they seemed to be under some sort of glamour, the boy in front seemed to be their leader, as I looked at him, him and the boy who had blown the shell like thing were talking, I wonder what can be going on, well lets see, untill next time.