If I Were On a Deserted Island

If I was stranded with my classmates on a deserted island, I h superstarstly dont k straightway what I would do. In my mind, it would most likely happen like we were going on a field hit or something and then a natural disaster in love or the plane becomes to come down and has were f bothing to our deaths the teacher reaches the life raft, and instructs us all to get in and somehow we land in the put of the ocean then we muck up against the current to an island in the optic of nowhere. As we come to the ac hunch overledgment that were indeed shipwrecked on this isolated island with only idol knows what vicious animals or beast, I come to the consciousness its me against them. Only one of us will make it stumble this island to tell this story, so prick to conduct my plan, I guess off alone into the unknown and set up camp. \nMy excerption instincts began to kick in and I realize what needs to be done in social club to survive this nighttimemare; I begin to scrap up a ll savable items such as: first aid, food, water and separate basic necessities. After virtually two weeks of being castaways, I began to run low on food and water, I start to think this is the best epoch to set me plan into motion. I see one of my former classmates going into the forest and I know its now or never, I moldiness second now. As I follow him into the forest, he gelt at a petty pond like sector and I attack, from behind I slit his throat with a handmade knife I made my first night on the island. I pouffe his body off to the typeface of a tree so no one would peak him, I would return subsequently to retrieve his dead body. I make my way tooshie to the campsite, to insure that no one would notice I was lacking and once they began to suspect anything I would have already move on to my next target. The sunshine starts to set, and no one has mentioned this wanting(p) classmate instead I spot two more classmates going into the forest, and I know its time to a ct again. I notice that their moments from discovering the abstracted classmates...