The Plane Crash

By Joel Gooder

Dan was 12 years old, rude and ignorant. At school he always got detention for
bullying and dropping litter everywhere. He only thought about himself and always
wanted to be in the limelight. He used violence to get his own way.
His Mum and Dad had gone on their honeymoon, so Dan was travelling to Japan to
stay with some friends. His Uncle and Aunt were accompanying him on the plane.
After the plane took off, he reclined his seat back sharply onto an elderly man in
the seat behind him. The man didnt know what had happened and fell off his chair
in shock. An air steward rushed to help the old man onto his feet and took him to
another seat. Dan sniggered, lay back with his hands behind his head and winked
at the girl opposite him, who smiled feebly.
An air hostess walked over with a tray of food and drink. Dan stuck out his foot and
tripped up the poor lady. Sushi and green tea went everywhere. Dan found this
very amusing.
Suddenly the seatbelt light flashed red and the pilot announced that they had to
find somewhere to land safely as one of the engines had broken. Everyone started
panicking and the air hostesses tried to calm people down, assuring them that
everything was going to be okay.
Suddenly the pilot shouted Ive lost control! Were going to crash! The plane
crashed with an almighty crunch.
When Dan opened his eyes he was still fastened into his chair. The windows were
smashed and the back of the plane was almost completely gone. They had landed
on a desolate, barren island. The plane crash had caused many casualties. Dan
looked at his Aunt and Uncle and saw they were knocked out cold by the impact. It
didnt matter to him. Some other people were severely hurt but Dan didnt help
anyone, he just thought of himself. He unfastened his seatbelt, checked that no-one
was looking and rummaged in the suitcases that surrounded him. He found lots of
wallets stuffed with money and some expensive jewellery and stuffed them in his
pockets.
It was getting dark so he looked for a place to shelter. Finally he found a cave on
the edge of a mountain. He made a makeshift bed with some grass, lay down and
went to sleep. An hour later, Dan woke up and heard muffled whispers echoing
through the cave. He got up and looked around but could not find anyone so he
went back to bed. Minutes later he heard more whispering. Again he looked around
and this time found a blank gravestone. He was shocked because it hadnt been
there before. Plumes of smoke rose from deep inside the cave and a booming voice
called out, bad things happen to bad people.

The next morning a search party scouting for survivors found the cave. Inside, they
found the gravestone with Dans name engraved on it. Dan was nowhere to be
seen.