It
was two weeks until Christmas and we were stuck at Auckland airport waiting for
the bomb squad to clear the runway after they thought they saw a bomb drop out
of a plane when it hit touch down. We finally got away so we could have
Christmas day In the UK. BOOM! Its pitch black and we have crashed somewhere in
the snow. I woke up and scrambled out from underneath the wreckage, it was
freezing. The sun was just coming up and it looked like I was the only one who
was alive. I stood up and the snow was over my ankles and I was in the middle
of a park somewhere.
By
Isaac
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