Snow Way Out Short Story

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Snow way out As light as air, floating amongst the clouds families and friends laughed and smiled with content. It seemed that wherever this plane was taking them it was surely going to be a paradise. The pilot then announced “seems to be a spot of turbulence up ahead but all is fine just relax and en…” Suddenly, screams filled the atmosphere with panic and confusion. The oxygen masks fell down. Looking out of the small windows, a soft glow of red seem to be coming from the turbines and the icy white snow below was now looming. Suddenly, people that once had those piercing screams where now silent, holding the hands of the passengers next to them. Beads of tears fell from the children’s eyes, now they had knew what was going to happen; mothers …show more content…

After searching for more survivors, we sat and planed how we could get out of this mess and back home. These seven people could be salvation or my ruin but it wasn’t just them I need to be worried about but myself as well and what lied ahead in that icy terrain. All alone, no food nor water or hope. We trudged through what seemed to be miles and miles of ice and snow, like we had done for the past few hours. Nothing around but the trees that overlooked us. A blanket of dark clouds rolled out across the clear sky leaving only a little light; we had come across a clearing. Finally, we had all came to the decision to stop and make camp for the night. We split into two groups, one to find fire wood (the group I so happened to be in) and a group to hunt for food. We planned to all meet again when we had found what we had needed at the old lofty oak tree. Blue lips and sad faces took over as we searched for the fire wood. Put together we had a few measly twigs we had found scattered across the wet snowy ground and two rugged rocks to make the sparks need to start the warm fire we all …show more content…

All of a sudden deep howls filled the air and then the screams. It had seemed to be coming from the direction of the old oak tree. We stood in despair, not knowing what to do, our hearts sank. All was silent for a moment then the pattering of feet in the snow, it was getting louder and louder till a whole group of wolves scattered around us. Their teeth stained with blood they looked as sharp as knives and their eyes were fixated on us. As still statues, unable to breath we stood silently hoping they would go away. Beads of sweat fell from the girl next to me then tears, she was shaking. Abruptly she bolted through the snowy trees trying to escape the intimidating glare of the wolves. She ran, only then to be followed. It was our time to run and get away from the ravenous pack of wolves, blood pumping fast we could feel the adrenaline rush through our veins and for once we had forgot how cold we were and how I feet felt like blocks of ice because all that mattered in that moment was to stay

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