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Under The Holocaust: A Narrative Fiction

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UNDER THE RADAR

It was a cold misty morning, the sun was just coming over the horizon.

Flight 407 was the plane I was on. I was flying with my friends Leo, Dakota, Mark and myself of course. We all boarded the plane. 407 it was a private plane that Leo’s Dad owns. We were all going to Porte Margi for a hunting trip, hoping to catch bore. Mark Brought some food, Leo brought a hunting knife kit, Dakota brought a fire starter, and I brought a survival kit. We have been flying at least 22 hours, It’s really been nothing but steady air “ guys look! there's a flock of parrots. As they were flying the parrots weren't moving out of the plane's direction, suddenly the plane shifted left as if it was in an air show, …show more content…

The sounds of the birds was unpleasant, it was endless cries and screeches. As I looked around, I realized that I was just in a plane crash in the middle of the Amazon jungle. Immediately a panicking thought was in my head, Dakota, Mark, Leo, where are you!. A small voice came from the other side of the plane wreck, it was Leo and Mark, “ where’s Dakota, Mark had a horrid look on his face, “I- I don’t know I thought he was with you or something” “ look!” said Leo he’s over there, “ what where” said Mark and Trent under the that sheet of metal, they swiftly went over and pulled him out under the metal. “Hi guys you found me”, “of course we did said Leo, can you stand up through”, “yes just grab my arm”. They slowly lifted him up. “ now what? Said Mark”, Grape all the supplies we you can said Trent”. As they moved around picking anything they could use, they all dropped the items into a pile. Duct Tape, a hunting knife kit, a fire starter, little food, and a flare gun. “Come on we need to get moving, if you want to get help” said …show more content…

Luckily there was plenty of water from a nearby stream. The worst part was the bugs, crawling on them during the night, and still in the day. After a long day of walking, the night had come, and then the sounds of ferocious beasts started up again. I closed my eyes. It felt like it had been seconds since I fell asleep, when I heard a horrible scream coming from Leo there was a snake of some kind wrapped around him, the others and I went over and pulled out knives out and immediately pierced the snake killing it. We pulled it’s dead body off Leo and checked him if he was hurt, but fornchanitly he was fine. Later that night we decided to skin and cock the snake, to get as much food as we could in our stomachs. I woke up the next morning, and I was surrounded by strange figures, then I remembered about when one of the pilots told us about the native villagers that lived in the jungle. It happened they took us one by one, they dragged us to there camp, I looked around to see hordes of villagers staring at us. “Let us go! Said Dakota, then one of the villagers said “oo nag”, and whacked Dakota in the chest with a stick, they threw us in some kind of old dusty looking cage, that had animal bones in it. The villagers started up a fire, and started dancing and singing strange songs. A strange looking villager

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