English Recount: Lonely Island

A week ago I crash landed on a island. But this island was special let me tell you the story of how I ended up on the island. I was about to jump out of the plane when the engine stopped and the pilot was trying to take control of the plane. The plane was still going out of control spiraling out of control I was getting thrown around trying to grab the handles I grabbed the seat trying to keep my balance from falling over I quickly looked under the seat I seen a bag with survival gear and a inflatable boat plus lifejacket. I grip onto the gear. Just as I took the gear under the seat the plane crashed smacking me around all over the place I black out.

Once i woke up my head was bleeding my body was aching  I slowly got up and looked into the bag with survival gear I grabbed the first aid kit and snatched up the bandages I patched up my bloody wounds. It was a miracle that I didn’t fumbled out of the swirling plane leading to me falling death or break any of my arms or legs. I stumbled out of the plane nearly collapsing onto the rough ground. I glanced around the environment I see I’m in a jungle with enormous trees with what looks like a weird type of mango. I see if there are any more supplies in the demolished plane There are a couple of packs left in the plane I grab the food and water I check the pilot seat The window is smashed and all I see is blood and two dead corpses decapitated waist down. Guts spilled everywhere I quickly grabbed what I can and rush off before I vomit from the foul smell and looks of the corpse’s.

It’s starting to get dark I grab the axe out of the duffle bag it’s blunt but I can still use it I start to slice thick branches off trees. I start to place and balance the branches up against the opening of the demolished plane. I set up my sleeping bag thinking about how i was going to get out of this place?. I know I had a raft but I will probably starve and die of thirst because I will run out of food and there is no drinkable water out there in the ocean.

I wake up with the sound of chirping birds and strange animal sounds. I pack my gear up I go outside “I need to find water I only have a limited supply of water”. I climb a tall tree with my harness that I found in my survival duffel bag all I can see is trees, trees, trees and even more trees I slide down I start wandering around grabbing strange looking fruit  and still looking for a source of water to drink. After several hours past I think I finally found a source a water. I run towards it I almost trip several times I get to it I take massive gulps it doesn’t taste like water it sorta tastes like sweet mango.

The sky starts to darken the dark grey clouds form it starts pouring down. I grab the waterproof jacket from the survival duffel bag. The rain feels strange I feel dizzy I collapse into the water. Next thing I wake up perfectly fine I feel different I feel stronger than I ever have been I grab onto a tree trunk beside me it breaks in two. I have super strength. I jump I instantly roared up I can even touch the clouds. I formed a belly flop I start flying. Whatever the rain was it was very special. I started flying back to civilization. I reach the city. I blackout I started falling down. Next thing I know I’m awaken by a scientist in a lab with wires poking in me and at me. Months past scientists start going to the island experimenting the environment on how the rain made me super. I start getting help with my special powers by the military helping them out with missions and saving people that are in danger. Even though I have special powers I’m still me. That is the story of how I ended up on the island.