All round him the long scar smashed into the jungle was a bath of heat. I looked towards the veil jungle to only be terrified by a bundle of sonances I have never beheld before.
“Is… is anyone there?” I said frightened.
“I’m looking for my auntie, I don’t want any trouble mate. Please!”
Scarcely running away, I couldn’t take what was going to be in there, and I didn’t even know where I was headed. The bright yellow sun shined my eyes; I could only remember the waves rippling in the ocean and then I frantically fainted.
“Come now, who is playing this stupid trick on me?” I anxiously said.
“I see you, I see you! Are you my auntie?”
“No you dumb buffoon, I’m Ralph and I’m pretty sure we're not anywhere near the United Kingdom.”
I thought to myself, who was this Ralph boy? Was he human?
The moon was skyward, it almost resembled an extinguished sun. It barely glowed in red.
“Sorry, could you help me up by any chance?”
“Can’t you get up yourself fatty, haha; Mate you need to be able to do thing by yourself, were on an island, this isn’t safe and it’s dangerous. Scary!” Ralph told me.
“Well I need a break, where is the aeroplane, where are the adults? Isn’t there adults here?
“I haven’t seen anyon…”
“What! What do you mean? Oh, no this can’t be happening, this is bad mate. Where… where. Asthma.”
“As who?” Ralph said curiously.
“I suffer from asthma; My puffer is the only thing I have left to survive!”
I quickly guided myself to my front left pouch and there, and only there, could I find the object that would save me. I quickly inhaled my puffer to stop my asthma from taking over. I was so tired, I could feel the sand quickly take over my undivided body like I was being kidnapped.
I woke to the appearance of the sun staring down at me.
“Get up! Now!”
I couldn’t tell who was commanding me to do these procedures; I had to know.
“You chaps better shut your mouth, or I’ll smack ye jaw.” I quickly and desperately told whoever was there.
“Haha, you won’t do nothin. You can’t do nothin.”
I stood up, still pretty weak in a way.
“What do you mates want?” I questioned them.
“We want you to help us, we need: shelters, food, water and tons of supplies.
I scattered away; Only being held back by the waves essentially turning against me.
“Come on now, it’ll be fun.” Ralph examined in the distance.
“I don’t want fun, I want: milk chocolate in a box; twisty and juicy candy from the corner store; coke and delicious soda drinks.” I melted out of my mouth.
I couldn’t take this life, not now. Not ever! Where was my family, or to be more specific my auntie?
“You ought to have a better attitude; This one, won’t help us survive.”
“What you on about? I still don’t even understand was happened to our plane, what happened to our deluxe field trip?” I frantically asked, not knowing any better at this point.
“Rubbish mate, just rubbish.”
“That bloody pilot, probably crashed the bloody plane on purpose-didn’t he?
“He’s a bastard alright, but we need you to help us. What’s your name lad?”
“Well… well, I used to be called the fat boy, but my sweet auntie calls me Piggy. I want you guys to call me Piggy too.”
Whatever you say, now chaps let get to work!” Ralph yelled at the other children.
It was evening, I think it was. I couldn’t differentiate anymore, my watch stopped working after the collision and my safety compass wasn’t working either. My nan gave this watch and I reckon it was her father’s and she said to keep good care of it.
“Well mate, I think you have done some work, and it’s time to get some rest now; I need you to work harder though, you chopped some wood for the fire but that’s not enough,” Ralph told me.
“I know, I know… you know you don’t need to be my dad. I can manage myself and I can manage well.” I said to justify myself.
“Alright, save it for tomorrow will ya?”
I went to bed in a fright, barely coping with everything that was happening in my life; I needed help. Now.
Written by Adam (Lambo) Turajlic
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