Entry #1: 1/15. I Was A Part Of A Survival Game The Goal

I gave a small glare to the man standing in the corner of the room he just looks at me like I killed his pet goldfish. I still didn't understand what was going on. The two men look at each other and then they just leave the room, but inside that room, i could hear the men yelling at each other. Then it goes dead silent. The first man walks in “Come with me now!” He says,I stand up and follow him out of the room. When we get out I see the other man lying on the floor weak and lifeless. They put me in the room right in front of the man and made me watch every time he was hit when he tried to get up. I felt so bad for this guy, all he did was try to help someone that does not sound that bad. Does it? After 3-4 hours of this torture for this good man they finally stop, 4-5 gards pick him up and throw him in my room. Then the guard that was beating him walks up and says,”If you like them so much them you can be one of them.”. Then night fell i slept in the back he was still lying helpless on the floor. I wake up to the sound of the door slamming again. I jump up the guard is not there any more i was so scared about what happened to

We were all scared. My grandpa, dad and I running straight into the track. The only thought there was in my mind was, he isn 't okay. Making sure that he turns over and lays on his back as someone calls 911, I left to go get the cart from the trailer. As I left the track to get it, I start crying, fearing the worst. I run back the track and have my dad help me put the car on the trailer cart and pull it back to the trailer and run back to my uncle. As I got back to my uncle, he was talking some intolerable words. After a few minuets, I heard my name from him.

I was bouncing up and down in my car seat my seat belt trying to keep a hold of me. I was so excited to finally get to go to six flags. As we pulled up to get into the parking lot, they wind rushed through my hair, I stuck my head out the window to get a better view of six flags. The rides going back in forth and the people eagerly waiting in line to get in. we pulled up to a parking. The car came to a stopped, everyone jolted forward and then back in their seats. I opened the door stepping out and letting the rest of the people come out. The door slammed behind me and echoed through the parking lot. We made our way getting closer and closer to the amusement park, my older cousins were walking behind me and the young ones who were running across the street playing, my uncle screamed at them to not play in the street.

I just could not believe what happened. My night was going so good, then all of a sudden it turned into a nightmare. The entire ride home I just stared out the window at the pitch black sky. My dad and I never spoke a word the whole time. When we approached the place where I wrecked, I tensed up and closed my eyes. It made me sick to my stomach to see the truck upside down. The next thing I knew we were pulling into my driveway. When I got inside, I hugged my dad and told him I loved him and I was sorry for what happened. I then did what the nurse said and went in the shower. As I stood in the shower with the warm water hitting my face, the accident kept playing over and over in my head. With all of the glass and dirt washed out of my hair, I went to bed. It was beyond relaxing to lay in my bed. I layed there for a few moments,then slowly drifted to

It was a hot summer day on Lake Logan Martin, perfect for taking out the jet skis with my best friend Jake. We were showing off and trying to impress some hot girls on a pontoon when all the sudden, Jakes jet ski went flying upside down through the air like a drunk pelican. Before I knew it, all I could see was the bright orange and yellow colors of his jet ski zooming by my head, and Jake hit the water head first causing water to splash all over my face. I rushed over to where his jet ski landed and I was sure he was dead. I dove into the lake and grabbed him, he felt lifeless as I drug him to the surface. A patrol boat sped up to us and helped pull him on the boat. Thankfully he just suffered from a broken clavicle and a broken arm but it

I was distracted looking at a bird that could do tricks like pulling your fortune out of a stack of paper. And I didn’t notice that my family had already left me and later I was freaking out. I started crying told someone that I lost my family. The person told me to stay calm and stay there but I couldn’t. I end up walking til I see a police officer I tell him what happened and he takes me to where the police are set up. He says if I know my families phone number I said “kind of”, we call the number and thankfully

When we finally arrived it was still pitch black out and I was more than ready to get up in our stand and listen for any sound. We started to make our way up a very large hill in the middle of the woods to reach our rally point at the top. I noticed that not too long after we left the truck I had started shaking. I tried to make myself stop, but I just couldn't. After we had gotten settled into our stand, the sun had just began to rise. Everything was happening too fast. I told myself to close my eyes and relax. To a certain extent, this did help calm me down a lot. All of a sudden, I felt my dad gently tapping on my leg, and I opened my eyes to see a doe standing about fifty yards out between two trees. I slowly raised my gun to take aim and realized I had started shaking again. I decided to aim for the center of the animal and not think about it. After I got most of the nerves out of the way I took aim and BOOM!! The deer took off running and I felt almost certain I had missed it.

It was the weekend before christmas, there wasn't snow but it was cold. We were leaving Home Depot. My boyfriend was driving his grey minivan. I was in the passenger seat next to him with his two friends in the back and a few of his other friends following us in Ethans van. The light turned green and we went down that road like every other time, but that time was different. We hit a patch of black ice. Boom. We hit the curb and s. I turned to look if everyone was okay as a flash of lights came from behind. It was kenneth's friends in the other car, they were coming up fast.

I just ran. Before I knew it, I was out of the trailer and walking back down the trail. That’s when the real fear set in, it’s strange how you feel so open and exposed walking on a trail. The trailer was sitting there it looked almost evil. I turned a corner and it disappeared out of sight. But the feeling of being followed remained. The trail was almost a trench carved in along a steep hill one side it sloped down and you could see a small pond. I began to visualize what could've happened. The different ways it could’ve ended. I wanted to go back and see if someone was really there, but I knew that would be a waste of time. I summed it up in my head as the wind pushing the door open. I still constantly turned back, looking over my shoulder to see if there was some truth to what I thought, if something was actually following me. It was a windy day out and as the wind the blew the trees would creak and crack. Branches fell off and slammed on the ground crashing down and taking other branches with it. The sound was amplified through the quiet and almost sleeping woods. It was strange, there were no animals, no squirrels or chipmunks. The woods were dead. I was still looking over my shoulder every now and again, still startled by what I had experienced. The walk took way longer than it should’ve. It felt like the seconds were minutes and no matter how fast I walked I couldn't keep up with the pace in my mind.

The next morning when I woke up, I felt strange like if something have given me more life. Later that day at the park, my friend and I were playing football against another team but it was different. We were faster and stronger and powerful so we decided to use that energy we were feeling so we could win. Once I got home, I saw my dad stuck under the car and tried picking

Surprisingly, I landed on something mildly bouncy. It was the bodies of the previous prisoners. I had survived. I looked around and all I could see was blackness. As I layed on top of the rotting corpses, I heard a hum. I got up and decided to follow it. As I took several steps, the noise got louder and louder. There is light! I started to sprint, yet I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I realized my ankle had been twisted upon my fall. I didn’t care. I ran with joy. I was free! I was outside. I had reached the

So one day I was hanging out with some friends we were just sitting in my room then we decided to go longboarding. After we came up a hill and one of my friends decided to go down the hill on are stomach. As we lined up getting ready to go down the hill my cousin went down the hill first so we were zooming down the hill going, so fast then as i hit a pebble I fly off the board as i was coming to the road i braced myself with my hand skinning my hand also tearing some of my flesh off of my hand. I stood up instantly as my hand was gushing blood everywhere the blood was painting the road with the blood .

War had started between us and the French, which was taking up our time, especially because the Russians and the English were teaming with the French. Our allies held to be true though and we slowly took control over France, and other countries like Poland and the like. We were capturing Jews, left and right, and sending them to the nearest concentration camp. I remained in a camp by the name of Auschwitz, shooting random Jews for fun. I would line 100 people up and shoot them before shoving them into mass graves. One day, I was feeling very well that day and I saw an old man pouring some soup into a wooden bowl. He was taking a while and he was holding up the line, so I shot him in the back. Riots were starting up in the concentration camps. There was one name that kept popping up. It was “Dominik Bauer,” my old friend from school. It shocked me when I heard his name, and it surprised me that he would start riots. I immediately sent message for which camp he was in, but none of the officers knew. I thought through it and I decided not to track him, because what would I do with him? I could not kill him, having been his friend. I finally decided to leave him to die in the camps, instead of dealing with him

December 15, 2015, 8:43 pm. I was on my way to get a white elephant gift for the Christmas party I had the next day. As I approached the green light, I quickly decided to go into the left turn lane to go a different route. As I sat at the red light, I fiddled with the worn away part of my steering wheel partly out of boredom and partly from being nervous about the final I had the next morning. I looked around blatantly not knowing that in the next couple of seconds, my life was going to change. I looked in the rear view mirror at the blurry truck

“Woop woop!” went the police car “Hot cheese!” I yelled as I started to back away from the store ‘God why did I do that’ I muttered to myself as I dropped the rock and ran away for the broken glass then I ran as fast as I could faster than I have ever ran. I can't go back, I can't go back I thought to myself as i was slipping through the barb wire of a field of grass, miles and miles of long uncut grass so I ran in the grass that was taller than me as I was running I found a hole, bigger than me, once again and I went for it “It'll have to do for now” I said to myself while I was crawling in the dark musty damp hole in the ground “sheesh this thing could fit a bear in it, maybe even five” suddenly a deep grunt came from behind me “Oh @#%&!”