Ally&Patrick

By Ally Culbreth
 * __Stranded__**

The plane crash occurred in the midst of summer of last year. How I managed to be the only survivor, I will never fully understand. The first few weeks were terrible; I was immensely miserable, lonely, and barely even surviving. I was very much accustomed to my New York City lifestyle that I had previously been living. I was so used to being constantly surrounded by other people and always having something to do or somewhere to be.

This wasn’t entirely negative, however. At least then I did actually have my much longed for alone time. I no longer had a grocery list of responsibilities - there were no authority figures for me to abide by and no one around to even give a second thought as to how I spent my time. It was almost like a permanent vacation.

For the first few months or so (I had no way knowing how much time had truly passed), I mostly stayed on the section of the island on which I had landed. Eventually, though, I began to venture elsewhere. One specific steamy day, I remember feeling kind of loopy, for lack of a better word - most likely due to the heat. I tripped on a log and the next thing I knew, I was waking up surrounded by intensely blue creatures about three feet tall. I observed them for a few minutes, talking about something I could not comprehend, before they realized I had awoken. The shortest creature, being a significant few inches shorter than the rest of the bunch, held its arms out to me in a hugging position. As it did this, my mind spiraled into unconsciousness. When I awoke, I found myself in my very own home, engulfed in an aura of people frantically asking me how I had gotten back home and what had happened to me. To this, I had no explanation.

**__Vacation to a Deserted__** **__Island__** = by Patrick Merrit = =A young man named Tumdai, who was a very unlucky person, thought he would never win anything. This changed the day he received a call from Ben Dover. Ben told Tumdai he had received a vacation to this wonderful island. Tumdai thought it over and decided to go. He got back in touch with Ben Dover and told him that he accepted the prize. = = = = On February 30th, Tumdai boarded a plan in Iraq and took off for the island. Once they were in the air for an hour (the pilot and Tumdai), the pilot asked Tumdai if he was ready to jump. Tumdai was clueless. He didn’t understand what the pilot meant but he said, “Yeah.” Then all of a sudden the pilot pressed the eject button and Tumdai flew out of the plane. = = = = Tumdai, falling 666 feet per second, was headed straight for the water. Then after falling for five seconds, he saw this island, where he would land instead of water. He thought he would die, but as he got closer he saw this pink cloudlike thing. He landed in it and then started to bite at it and realized it was cotton candy. = = = = After he got out of the cotton candy pit, Tumdai heard a loud roar. He looked back and saw it was a wildcat that walked with a hump. The wildcat chased after Tumdai, and because Tumdai was a Kenyan, he could outrun it for a little while. The wildcat then pounced and tackled Tumdai, and said, “Let me know when you are ready for the vacation to be over.” Tumdai thought he was going to be eaten, but the wildcat then said he would call the navy seals and would return him home. = = = = Tumdai had enough of this vacation, so he told the wildcat he wanted to leave. In an hour, a submarine picked Tumdai up and took him back to Iraq. Tumdai swore he would never go on another vacation to a deserted island. =