Dylan Moreland passed several people lying on the ground but there were other people around to help them. She could do this.

The air was getting warmer and warmer around her, but she just didn’t care. Each step brought her closer to the remains of the plane that had brought them there, wherever that was. Closer to the luggage that was scattered around the beach and she said a silent prayer, hoping that everything would still be intact.

Max Sweeney

Coughing he rose from the ground and brushed some of the sand off of his clothes, then turned around and saw all the people in need of help. He started running towards the remains of the plane, but as he did he became aware of a sharp pain in his left leg. He looked down and saw a big open wound, the blood seemed to be squirting out with every step he took. He looked around and saw something green on the ground, it looked like it had once been a shirt, but was now ripped to shreds. He tied it hard around his leg to stop the bleeding, then he headed off to help those in need of it.

Jared Sobel

”Mom?! MOM!”

10-year-old Jared Sobel was standing in the midst of the chaos that was the southwest shore of the island. He turned around, looking in every possible direction for any sign of his mother. She was nowhere to be seen.

“Paige!” He never called her by her first name, but shouting ‘mom’ didn’t get him anywhere. Everything around him was scaring the crap out of him, but he had to find his mom. He didn’t have anyone else, and neither did she. It had always been just the two of them and he couldn’t and wouldn’t think that she had just left him in the middle of all this.

“You can’t stay here,” a voice suddenly said behind him, but it wasn’t his mom’s. He turned around and saw a pretty girl, maybe ten-or-so years older than him and she grabbed his hand firmly and pulled him with her, away from the remains of the plane. “It’s not safe.”