Ryan+K

Ryan Kaethler Chapter One

It was the weirdest feeling, waking up somewhere you have no clue about where you are or how you got there. It was like I was a little kid again, I would fall asleep in the car and my parents would carry me to bed and then I would wake up some place other than where I fell asleep, except I don’t realize where I am or how I got there. I woke up wet and uncomfortable, with the taste of salt in my mouth from the ocean. I was on a plane; meaning only one thing that could have happened…a plane crash. I remember being on the plane with Jorden, Faith and Evan, and I remember Jorden and Faiths constant bickering back and fourth to one another. I don’t even remember what it was they were arguing about, probably something useless and unnecessary as usual. They always fight about the littlest of things, like dog food for there little dog rustle. Jorden being a comedic type of guy probably made some terrible insulting joke that just set Faith off and now we’ll never hear the end of it. I remember looking over at Evan and seeing him put his head phones in and listening to music to block there non-sense, I could tell he was getting frustrated with it. As a group of friends, we decided to go on a nice vacation together to Cuba, but as it appears to be we obviously haven’t arrived there. We had all always thought it would be cool to go there and the opportunity was there so we thought we might as well take this opportunity if its there. We thought it would be a good adventure and we would get to know one another I bit better as well, looks like we will be getting to know each other a whole lot better now seeing as were stuck on this island in the middle of no where for who knows how long. As I started to walk down the beaches of the island, with luck I found each member of my party starting with me finding Evan, Jorden then Faith. They each had the same prediction oh how we managed to get to the island and all logical answers pointed back to a plane crash and us floating here, alive with great amounts of luck. None of us are sure what exactly caused the plane to go down but we narrowed it down to either the pilot had something go terribly wrong with themselves or a storm strong enough to take down a plane just happened to do so. We are all lucky to be alive but we are not sure how long we can stay alive stranded on this island with only some bare necessities like a basic first aid kit, a knife, rope, a tarp, and a bucket. We only know how the knife got to the island and that’s because I brought it on the plane with me because the plane was small and didn’t have much of a security system. Everything else we assume came from the plane as basic supplies needed for a plane but we aren’t sure we are just glad we have these tools and can use them to our advantage. We have no clue oh what’s on this island or the potential threats and dangers, we agreed as a group that we should always know where the others are and stay close at least until we have figured out what’s on it.

Ryan Kaethler Chapter Two

Walking around searching for a potential place to make a camp, and still nothing but bickering from Faith and Jordan. Evan say’s to me “if they don’t shut up soon and start helping there not sleeping under any part of the shelter I am building.” I look back and see Jordan flailing his arms, frantic about something, who knows what. After hours of walking the beaches and looking into the forest Evan and I finally came upon a spot we found suitable for a shelter and place to build our camp. From the camp we could see the ocean and hear the crashing waves on the shores of the sandy beaches. Evan and I picked the location because it had two Y tree’s (a tree that branches off into the position of a Y) positioned nicely across from each other making it an easy base to start a build from. The next day, after doing a walk around of part of the island with Evan, because we seem to have to do everything, we decided to look for animal’s and get an idea of what’s on this island and how we are going to survive. Evan called me over “look over here, droppings” to look at some droppings, neither of us knew what kind of droppings they were but it was a good sign that something other than us was living on this island. We walked for several hours, leaving Faith and Jordan back at the, surprisingly enough they were getting along when we left but things have probably changed by now. When we finally made our way back to the camp we shared with them what we had encountered and that wasn’t much, some birds, droppings, and tracks. This at least gave us a ray oh hope in our darkness of doubt of survival. Much to my surprise the attitude of us all hadn’t been all that bad which has helped our situation greatly because there isn’t that negative feel and sense of no hope. Since the camp was barley started and had nothing but a fire pit, lacking in fire, As a group we all got working on building the shelter and adding things like notches in wood to hold wet clothes and other things. The shelter was actually coming along a lot smother than I had initially anticipated and some how between Evan and I we kept Faith and Jordan to normal conversation. By the end of the long day the shelter was pretty much all finished just needing some more large leaves from the tree’s to provide cover, but other than that the shelter was complete. It was nothing compared to my old home but it was good enough for surviving in the wilderness and large enough to hold the four of us in it.

The next day we dedicated to finding dry wood and good fire starting devices and tools. Since we had a knife I went out with it and rubbed the blade down the tree making shaving’s come off thin enough and dry enough to be a good fire starter. The others were out collecting dry fire wood which wasn’t easy to find because it appeared to have been raining hard the days before we landed on this island. When I had gotten back to the camp every one was gone and I only saw a couple piles of wood. At first I was pretty concerned to the others were but luckily after about an hour of waiting at the camp everyone had made there way back and brought there arm’s filled of wood along with them. I never thought living on an island stranded I would ever feel secure but surprisingly I wasn’t too rattled. Of course I wished this had never happened to us but the fact that everything was going smoothly amongst us brought a calming sense to me. Of course I can’t speak for the others but it seems as though they are handling the situation very well.

Ryan Kaethler Chapter Three

It is raining hard, water drips one by one off my face running off my eyebrows down my nose in a steady stream. Our what we thought was a fairly waterproof shelter, turned out to only be able to handle so much water, but to be realistic we couldn’t expect something completely waterproof as it was just a shelter. I looked over at the three others, not looking to impressed is Faith and Jorden just complains about everything, ”stupid rain, that’s all that ever happens on this stupid island.” Evan sits there content with what’s happening knowing he cant change it, and wining just doesn’t seem to satisfy him like it does for some others…

The rain had subsided, at least for now and we all decide to get up     and out of the shelter to stretch our legs, after several hours of      crouching under the shelter and being soaked with water. The water wasn’t a huge issue initially and it actually felt nice for a bit but it’s the constant feel of being wet which is what really started to aggravate me. It was hard to be sure of if the weather was going to hold off or not, it had that constant look of wanting to rain but it     wasn’t and us just waiting, anticipating it. After about an hour the clouds had made there way over the island and blue sky waited to     be noticed, like a young energetic boy at a dinner table looking for attention. The blue sky was a nice image after hours of dark clouds and constant rain, sort of like that ray of hope in the darkness but more literal to the image.

We needed food; we hadn’t eaten much in the last day and the rain took away a lot of productivity. Evan and I went on a hunt, searching for anything we could find and kill, back at the camp we     had Jorden and Faith working on getting a fire going for when Evan and I came back, hopefully with some eatable meat. As we     were walking on some small beaten paths in the forest, most likely created by an animal, we heard a noise, a sort of grunting sound,

that to resemble a pig. Of course we followed the noise, approaching it we got closer and closer. We looked around the bush placed in front of us, positioned nicely was a bore in an     opening of the forest, a large bore, neither of us knew much about Bore but we knew this bore was large and quite terrifying. The very large over sized pig weighed at least 300 pounds and had horns coming out of either side of its stout. We knew this was a     very deadly animal and attempted to approach it with extreme caution. Us only being armed with sticks with a bit of a dull point from being hand sharpened with the knife, tried to come up with plan to be able to take this pig out. Evan walked wide, in a large half circle around the pig to get position on it, while I stayed where I was to make sure we could execute our plan. I motioned to Evan to move in and by this time the bore was well aware of us and was becoming aggravated with us, and not as happy as you would like an animal like this when hunting one. Suddenly the pig charged, right towards Evan, he tried to avoid the large mass of pig but he     just couldn’t do it. The pig struck him and he went down, I ran toward him as soon as saw the even unfolding, screaming and flailing I scarred off the bore and went to assist Evan. I didn’t know what to think at that moment, I didn’t know how badly he     was injured or anything, all I knew was he was hurt and I expected the worst.

Blood staining my shirt as I carry Evan on my shoulder, he was knocked out cold and hadn’t shown any signs of coming out of it, I     had the biggest rush id ever experienced running through my body, I was filled with adrenaline. Evan sustained injuries to his legs where the bore initially hit him, his ribs and stomach area where he     was bleeding out on me, and his head. From the little I could see I     could see the bore take him out and he hit his head on the ground hard, the bore hit him three times after the first initially blow to the ground. The bore struck him in the stomach and ribs twice and smashed him in the face once before running off. I got to Evan and picked him up and started running with him immediately after that, hoping to get him to camp in time to save him, but by this time I     had no idea what the final out come of this was going to be, and I      was scared to find out.