This one is actually an old story too but it'll be new to you. It's based off of a book but I forgot the name of it unfortunately. I wrote this in school and I'm way passed school years lol. 

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Chapter 1

I hear a ringing sound in my ear. My body feels heavy like a rock. I open my eyes. A plane near me is on fire. Oh no! I have to get out of here before it explodes..or I think it will explode. I always see either vehicles or planes explode if they are on fire. I force myself to get up. My body still felt heavy, but I didn't let that get to me. I began to speed walk away from the plane and into the woods.

All of my memories came back to me at once, like lightning hitting me. The engine of the plane stopped working. It seemed to have been a malfunction. My big brother just had his pilot license a few months ago. We were going back to where we lived, since we visited our grandparents for the Summer. My brother! He might be back there! I have to go back!

Boom!..I heard an explosion in the distance behind me. My heart sank. My mind felt fuzzy. I look over at the now huge fire and nothing, but rubble..mainly fire. He couldn't have survived that explosion. The little voice in my head said. "But..I have to go back" I said to myself. I took a step. "Ow!" I said and looked down at my ankle. I realize that my ankle is in pain. A sharp pain. Must have sprained it. It's always a sprain if you can move your arms or legs. I shrug off the pain and continue to walk back to the plane.

The fire was spreading fast. It's mostly what I saw. I try everywhere to look for my brother. I don't care if the fire kills me, I just want him to be alive. My big brother is everything to me. He basically raised me.I covered my mouth with my shirt. I knew that if I inhaled the smoke, I might die. Most of the fire was blocking my way, so I had to go other ways.

I almost slipped on something wet. I look down. It's a red liquid. It's blood! No..no no no no! I followed the little trail of blood as fast as I could. I was afraid of what I would see. I felt my heart beating fast. My body shaking to death. A feeling that grew more and more. A feeling that he is dead.

My feeling was right. Right before my eyes, I saw my brother laying on the ground. Large pieces of glass in his stomach and sides. A hand covering his stomach in a hunching position. Blood pouring out of his body. His eyes are lifeless. I didn't even have to check his pulse. I knew right then and there, he is dead. My big brother is dead. The scene felt familiar, but I refuse to remember it.

The fire will catch up to you. Soon, you'll be dead too. You better get out of there, unless you wanna die. "Shut up" I tell the little voice in my head. I began to walk away from the scene. My little voice was right. The fire was spread all over the place, but I manage to get out. The image of my brother kept playing in my head. But, the survival of a human is greater than dying there with him. How will you live on your own? Your grandparents are too old to take care of you, ya know. Your mom is dead and your dad is in jail. You're 14, you're under age. You'll end up in a home for orphans. "Shut up" I say to the voice in my head. I hate the little voice in my head. It is always negative and rarely positive.

I feel like I'm going to pass out. What if you die if you sleep? "I..I can't" I said as I continue to walk, until I couldn't anymore.

Chapter 2

My legs felt like they were going to give out. I lay onto the ground. I am a good distance away from the fire. I know it's good to rest, but all I see is the image of my brother's lifeless face and eyes. He looks just like- "Shut up!" I shouted at the little voice in my head. I didn't want to remember that memory. I refuse to.

I look around at my surroundings. All I see is woods. "If there is a river, then I can follow where it leads. It always will lead to a bridge or at least where other people are. I sit up and look at my body. I am covered in ashes, but I don't mind. I look down at my legs. I wish that my shorts were pants. They go down to my knees. There are a few cut marks on the rest of my legs. My ankle looks swollen and throbbing a little. It won't help if you keep walking. The voice in my head is right though.

I looked around more for something to make a bed or where animals won't go near me. I look at the trees. They were pretty big, so maybe I can go there. I walk to one of the biggest ones and lay against the trunk. I look down at a pretty good size branch. "Maybe I can make this into a weapon," I said. I pick it up and look for a good size rock. I felt around the ground, since there were leaves covering some of the ground. Fall is here and fall usually doesn't last long.

I ignored it and found a rock. The tip of the rock is sharp enough for me to carve the branch. I took the end of the branch and began to press the rock against it, trying to make a tip. It's like a pencil sharpener, but with a rock. It is hard to cut, but it'll do.

Chapter 3

About an hour or two has passed. I was able to make the tip of the branch pointy. "This is great for hunting animals and for protection. I should look for the river now." I said. I think I rested enough" I said as I got up. Why don't you shout for help? "I don't think anyone lives in the middle of the woods. After all, I think they would have been there when the fire started by now. We're in Main after all. Hardly anyone lives in Main" I tell the voice. At least where I live that is.

I began to walk in a random direction. Going in blindly, ay? You'll just end up more lost. "It's better than sitting there. This one girl was lost for a week and two days, barely alive. She was only 9 years old and that happened in Maine. She followed the river too and I know a few things on how to survive" I said to the voice. You're 14, she was 9. "Well still, I think I know how to survive a little. I am more experienced than her" I said. After all, I did go to boot camp for a year. Although, I was only 8 at the time.

I know I might end up lost, but I remember a little of what the area looks like. All I have to do is move ahead, which I think is where the river is. I hope so anyhow. I usually don't look outside of the window. I mainly talk to my..brother. "Gotta keep moving" I said to myself.

The sound of my stomach started to grumble. "Not now, stomach. We have to keep moving" I said. You have to eat. "I don't need to eat. I can survive without food for today" I said. I am used to being hungry, especially when I am sick. I get sick a lot, but I am used to it. I have a bad immune system, unfortunately. I can last about 8 hours without food. Around that time, the hunger pains become unbearable.

Chapter 4

The sun began to go down as night was coming. You need to eat."I know" I said to the voice. I finally began to search for food. I know you can eat leaves, but they have to be clean and you have to find the right ones. I search for mushrooms or berries. Even a small animal will do.

The stomach pains are to the point where they are becoming unbearable. Eventually, I found some Macro-Fungi. I saw a girl in a comic said that they are good to eat. The comic was about a girl ending up in a world full of animals that can turn into humans. It is one of the most bizarre thing I have ever read.

I began to pick out the Marco-Fungi. I wanted to eat them straight away, but I need to clean them off first. I wipe the dirt away from the Fungi. If I had water, I would have washed them off. This will do though. I pop them into my mouth and chew slowly. I wanted to shaver them, since there wasn't much there to eat.

My legs felt like jelly. "I might as well sleep. I don't think I'll be able to find the river yet" I said to myself. I leaned against the tree, sitting down. You might be eaten by a bear. Do you even know the way to where you are going? You rarely looked out of the window. You mainly talked to- "Shut up! Just shut up!" I yelled. Tears ran down my cheeks, but I wiped them away.
"Boys don't cry. I can do this..I think..No! I can do this. For now, it's time to sleep" I said with confidence. The little voice didn't bother me anymore. I shut my eyes and drifted off to dreamland.

Chapter 5

"Wake up..wake up Brian", a familiar voice I heard. I slowly opened my eyes. I couldn't believe what I saw..I saw..my brother standing in front of me. "Mat! I..I saw you die?..how?" I couldn't form my sentences. "Die? I'm fine Brian. A little plane crash isn't going to kill me" he chuckles. Yeah, that's him for sure. Even in serious situations, he always jokes around.

"We should get going now," Mat said to me. I slowly stood up and stretched. "Okay..but Mat, where do we go?" I asked him. He must know the way back..right? "There is a river up ahead for about..I assume a mile or so. We'll be there in a jiffy. The river goes to a road and a gas station. We just have to go straight, then follow the river up" he said. "Alright" I said, trusting my brother.

I began to follow my brother. He seems to know where he is going. But you saw your brother dead. Are you sure this is him? The voice is right..but I might have imagined it as well. Imagine that horrible scene. It's possible after what I saw a long time ago. "Hey Mat, where were we going while we were flying?" I asked, just in case it's not a stranger. "Back home in New York. Did you bump your head? You have to be careful little bro" he said and gave me a worried look, stopping to examine my head. "No..nevermind" I said softly. He still gave me a worried look. "Alright..we'll make it back Brian. Don't you worry. With your boy's scouts skills and my hunting skills, we'll be fine" he assured me. "Yeah.." I said and kept following him. Yep, he is my brother.

An hour passed. All of the sudden, Mat puts an arm in front of me. I stop by the sudden gesture. "What's wrong?" I asked him. "Shh" he said softly to me. My eyes shot open once I saw it. It was a bear with her cubs and the river! The bear was trying to catch fish. Mat motioned me to move away from the bear. I nod and follow his lead. He leads me away from the bear and follow up the river, trying not to make as much sound as possible. If the mama bear hears us, she might attack us. I know if we are a safe distance away, we will be fine. My tummy growls. Shut up stomach! Now is not the time! I look at Mat nervously, but he has a focused, confident look on his face. I rarely see this, but when I do. I don't disturb him.

The bear let's out it's roar. I look behind, but it doesn't seem like it's going to attack us. I guess it was a victory roar? I see her give her cubs fish, after she kills it of course. I smile at the sight. I wish I was that cub.. It must be nice to have your mom take care of you and love you. I miss those days.

As soon as we were away from the bear. I sat by another tree. "Mat..remember when we still had our mom?" I said to him as he sat by me. "Yeah, those were good times" Mat said softly, smiling, but his eyes. His eyes were full of pain. "Remember when we were kids? Those were good times, especially on the holidays..especially Christmas. Mom used to spoil us with presents. Although, what I liked was the snow" I said. "Yeah, and we would have snowball fights and try to make an igloo. We never made a proper igloo though. It always fell apart. That's why I didn't take up construction" Mat said with a chuckle. I chuckle as well. "I wish she didn't let dad into our life.." I said softly and hugged my knees. "Well, he is our dad. We wouldn't be born if he wasn't in her life" Mat said, which is true. "But, he would always hit her if she made a mistake. And sometimes he would do it out of anger!" I yelled. "Calm down, you're right..but still. We probably wouldn't be so close if that hadn't happened" Mat said. He..is right I guess. Mat was the one that mainly took care of me and cleaned the house. Mom would usually either cry or get high. "You grew up too fast.." I said softly. Mat didn't say anything after that. "We just mature more than others and that's a good thing. We have the mind of an adult at a young age. That's good! We are just one step ahead of everyone else. Our past is what defines us Brian. You don't have to let go of the past completely, but don't let it take you down" Mat said. I'm not surprised Mat said this. He always tries to be positive, even in the toughest situations. "Let's go little bro" he said as he got up and so did I. We followed up the river again.

Chapter 6

After an hour, my stomach began to grumble. I see Mat going to the river. He pulls up his pants, taking off his shoes and socks as well. "It's time for me to teach you how to fish, but our way" Mat said as he motions me to go to him. He goes into the water. "Isn't it freezing?" I asked him and held the stick close to me. "I'm fine, come on. You scared of getting cold?" he asked with a chuckle. I realized how cold I was. I didn't realize it until he said something. I tired myself out and didn't build a fire. I didn't want to disappoint my brother though. I took off my shoes and socks. I then hop into the water. It felt like ice picking at my skin. The water is very cold, but I try to tough it out. I couldn't help, but shiver. Mat looks fine somehow.

"See the fish swimming around?" Mat asked me. I look down at the water. A bunch of fish were swimming around my legs. "What you need to do is, aim your stick at the fish. Then with all of your might, plunge the stick into the fish" he said to me. I aim at the fish, trying to strike at a good moment. Then. with all of my might, I plunged my stick into a fish. "I did it!" I said, surprised it worked. "Now, quickly put it onto the ground and make sure to stab deep into the fish," he said. I put the fish onto the grass, making sure to stab it to where it's dead. I caught a pretty big fish. I then took the stick out of the fish.

"You don't need to fish for me. I'll be fine" Mat said. "Are you sure? You need to eat" I said. "It's fine, I can survive without food for at least a day. Besides, I'm not hungry" he said. What's going on with him? I told you he might be a fake. No, I am sure this is him. "Okay..well anyways, we need to build a fire as well. Can you find some sticks for us?" I asked him. "Sure little bro" he said and got out of the river. He put on his socks and shoes, then began to walk away from the area.

I'll still catch some fish anyhow. Maybe I can make some sort of net or something to carry them. If only there was bamboo. In the comic, the girl made a basket out of bamboo. Maybe Mat can carry them in his jacket. Well actually, he'll need the jacket. It's too cold out..I hope Winter doesn't come. Look at your shoulder. I look at my shoulder. Oh no..it seems mother nature wanted to skip Fall this year. I see a snowflake on my shoulder. Another one came down, then another. I get out of the water, only able to catch one fish. It's best not to fish while you're in the water and it's snowing. I need to find flint, unless Mat brings back two pairs of very skinny sticks. I know they can work as well, but it'll be even harder to do. I don't think I can find flint here. I curl up in a ball and try to keep myself as warm as possible, by rubbing my hands over the areas that aren't covered. Like halfway to my legs. Luckily, I wore a long sleeved shirt.

After a while, Mat came back. I was shivering a lot and it is snowing lightly now. He put the sticks in one pile. Luckly, there were two very skinny sticks. "Here' Mat said and took off his hoodie. He puts it on me. It covers most of my body, since he is very tall. "Are you sure I can wear this?" I ask him. "Of course, you need it more than me," he said with a smile. It was a gray hoodie, not so thin, which is great. He mainly wore a lot of gray hoodies. I started to rub the two sticks together, close to the other sticks. The wind began to blow lightly. "This won't work..it's too cold" I said. Mat covers the sticks that are in my hands. "Keep trying," he said. I gave him a nod and kept trying. It's not going to work. "I don't think it'll work," I said again. "You never know until you try. Don't let your negative thoughts get in the way" he said. He's right! It'll work.

After a few minutes, I was about to give up. Until, I saw a small fire blooming. I rub them together as fast as I can and then spread it to the other sticks. "I did it! I started a fire!" I said as I high five Mat. Mat high fives me back. "Good job! I knew you could do it!" Mat said with a huge grin on his face. Mat picked up one of the few sticks he didn't put into the pile yet. He stuck it into the fish and put it over the fire. "I'll cook the fish," he said. "Alright" I said as I got close to the fire. I put my hands against it, admiring my creation.

After a while, the fish was cooked. I gave some to Mat. "Eat it" I demand. "Oh my, you sound like mom. Fine" Mat joked and ate some of the fish. I don't really like fish, but I am very hungry. I couldn't help, but eat like a pig. "Slow down, you'll choke," Mat said. He ate like normal. "I can't help it," I said, a mouth full of fish. He chuckles and pat my head.

"That was good" I said as soon as we were both done with the fish. The fish was mainly bones, minus the fish head and tail. I learn against Mat. It started to snow a lot now. He wraps an arm around me. Before I knew it, my eyes shut and I was sent into dreamland again.

Chapter 7

I open my eyes. Mat is carrying me close to his chest and walking up the river. I can barely see his face because of the heavy snow coming down on us. I feel so cold. I feel like my mind will slip away. He put his jacket on me. It helped a little, but it wasn't enough. I felt cold and hot at the same time. We are dying. Where will we go if we die? No, I just have a fever. We will be fine. I didn't think it would snow so soon. We've been living in Maine for a couple of months now, so I don't really know the weather, apart from what I heard. "Brother," I said softly. "Shh, we are almost there. Rest" Mat said to me. Although, it didn't sound like Mat. I won't bother with it. I saw a small light up ahead. Will we be saved? This has to be the small gas station. I continue to look at the light. It was coming closer and closer to us. My eyelids were heavy, but I try my best to keep them open.I see it. The gas station and the road there. Mat walked closer and closer and finally..he went inside of the store. I can see clearly now. Mat wasn't here. There was a strange man carrying me instead. He looked about in his 50s and looks like a hunter. The jacket wasn't Mat's either, I assume it was the man's. He put me in some sort of sleeping bag they have. "Where's my brother? He was right there by me" I asked him weakly. "I didn't see anyone besides you," the man said. Huh? He would have been there. Where did he go? A woman came in, about the same age as the man I assume. "I told you not to go hunting with this weather!" the woman shouted at him, before she saw me. "Oh dear, is he okay?" she asked as she inspected me, checking my wounds. She got a medkit and began to clean the small scratches on my legs and arms. "He seems to have a fever. I'll go get you something to eat. Are you allergic to anything?" the male asked me. I shook my head no. "My brother is still there. We need to go back" I said, not caring about myself. "I'm sorry dear, but the weather is too bad. I don't think the police would be out because of this weather. You'll have to stay here" she said. "But, he might be dead," I said, worried about my brother. You saw him die. "Like I said before, we will have to wait. What's your name? My name is Anna and the man that saved your life is my husband, Bernard" she said. "My name is..Brian Winters" I said, hesitant to say my name. Her eyes widened. "Oh..I am so sorry for your loss.." she said softly. I figured she would say that. My dad was very abusive towards my mom, and so one day, he ended up beating her to death. Now, my dad is in jail for it. Bernard came in with some cup noodles. It's pretty easy to make cup noodles with hot water and pour it inside, or with a microwave. "It's hot" he said and handed it to me carefully. He also gave me a bottle of water. I began to eat the noodles, not caring about it burning my mouth. I was hungry. It felt like I didn't eat at all. "How did you end up here?" Bernard asked me. "My brother and I were in a plane he was flying. We crashed in the woods. I went to search for my brother..but.." I stopped. If I really did see his body, who was with me during the rest of the time? "You don't have to go on," Anna said. I suddenly lost my appetite and put the cup of noodles aside. I curl up in the sleeping bag. "If you don't mind, I'd like to sleep," I said. "Alright" they both said. I face away from them. I assume they were trapped in here as well, but I didn't want to talk. I shut my eyes and fell asleep. 

Chapter 8A few days later. It turns out that I imagined my brother going with me. Grandma and Grandpa now take care of me instead. I told you idiot. He is dead as well as your mom. "I know," I said as I lay in my bed that my grandparents made for us..for me. It felt so real..maybe he was an angel. That's what grandma thinks. Grandpa thinks that since I didn't process his death or didn't want to, I imagined him. I'm not sure what is true. The little voice in my head seems to be right a lot now. It has happened ever since mom died. I guess I'll have to get used to this voice. Yep, you can't get rid of me easily. It's hard to sleep or eat, even if I do need those things. I can't help it. It feels like my world is crashing down. Grandma and Grandpa are sad too, so at least I'm not alone. I let the tears run down my face. I hear his voice. "Death is very common. It is a part of nature, whether it be an accident or not. You still live on. You carry those who love you in your heart. Don't let go of the good memories. It'll hurt for a while, but it's natural. Don't think it's weird. It's okay to cry, scream, or anything not illegal. But remember to live on as well. Don't let that little voice in your head" I hear him say. You're right, I'll fight the voice as much as I can. I won't ever forget you two. Treasure the good moments. 

The End