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__**Hatchet Journal chapters 1-2/ p.1-25**__ Dear Journal, hi my name is Brain I am 13 years old and I was on my way to my dads house when 1,000 ft. in the air a roaring his came from my pilot aching in pain, his eyes at the back of his head. He was suffering from a heart attack!! All I had was my Hatchet my Mom gave me. Now I hear a thundering horror from the engine but I am more worried about my pilot and how scared he must be! Thats when I saw radio when I contacted someone who might be able to help me. But all I heard was was screeching static re pile, my heart sank I almost gave up when I remembered you need to press no static button. But it wasn't that helpful for long, I didn't have any knowledge to know where I was. I have been trying to fly this flying automobile and landing it but had I had nothing, nothing I could do I just had to wait helplessly. My luck was dropping. I hope I make it to someone who can help me. yours truly, Brain

Dear Journal, Hi it's Brain again. I'm no so sure that my plan to find help is going to work after what happend to me today.I have been trying to fly the plane but it didn't work out the way I wanted it two. The plane was running out of fuel. I was gliding down into the forest. I was so frightend that I didn't even relies that I swept through the trees in a uncontrolled way. I was heading straight from the water when BOOM! CRASH! As I stumbled into the hole the plane made into the water I started to beilive my thoughts about what could happen next. " I'm gonna die.I'm gonna die. This is the end." fortnally the water came down to the dead pilots plane and began rattling on the glass giving me air and I broke free swimming up to the shore. when I poped my head upon th/e surfuce with land still far away, I started to swim to shore I began think about what had just happened. If that deth trap didn't kill me what will? when I woke up the next morning I felt abbanded I new I was but my dream I had made me sob about what is not. I'm on my own to find my dad. I just coughed up a bug Man I hate bugs! When I remembered that the pilot he's under water! For a minute I imangend that the crash the sink none of that happened. But sadly it exits. In a munite the swarm of misquitoes and insects left as the sun got higher more bugs left. Thats when I relised how beatiful the island was. Just think if I would have landed in the 20 ft. rocks I would have been smashed and destroyed. I'm just lucky yours truly Brain
 * __Hatchet Journa__**__**l 2 chapters 3-4/ p. 26-30**__


 * __Hatchet Journal chapters 5-6 pages 43-67__**

Dear Journal, Hey its Brian again and I need water despretly! When I looked over to the lake... No that water isn't clean. But I got closer to the water slowly and I glanced over to the beaver lodge about 20 feet from were my feet were holding me in place and thought oh great Bug world. I can't, more importantly I didn't want to go 20 feet I am perfectly happy were I am. But that water was just making me drool I felt my bear my eager just racing to get out. But I went for it and I just kept drinking and drinking until I could drink no more, and practicly barfed everthing out. Thirsty gone. Bear, back in my body. I also think I might have figured out where I am Canada, maybe. Yah Canada is pretty decient. That means that help could possibly come today. Never mind that, I'm starving! I am more hungry then a dinousar who hasn't ate for weeks. I could kill for food right now, kill. Whitch is a pretty good idea. But what will I do. I will worry about that tommarrow. Now I shall build a shelter it was about 15 feet high and 8 to 10 feet deep. And before tommarow came the birds came and let me to a berry bush just like a GPS. EWW! GROSS! Those cherries are just desgusting. They are like gut cherries I kept eating them anyways though. Mabye if I'm lucky I could actullay survie this journal. yours truly, Brain


 * __Hatchet Journal 4 chapter 7 pages 67-79__**

Dear Journal, Hey it's Brian once more, and those gut cherries made me feel worse then a dead bird. But my sleep last night was actulay pretty com. I slept right threw the whole night, and I didn't get up once whitch made me more hungry then a starved bear. On my hunt today I enjoyed admiring the green and blue blur. The birds song was so peacful I began to rember my parents it saddend me and felt more alone then ever.OW! My bug bites just brushed againgest my for arm. That was when... Berries!!! Berries!!! I see berries! I dashed and sizped as fast as my legs could carry me and the berries were the most deloucious, most mouth watering ripe berries I have ever had in my life!! I started shoving and chomping on tastyness. And right out of the blue a ginormous bear apperd before my very eyes, and it came over to "MY" berry bush! He was doing like it was nobodys bussnius! When I strongly accepted his chalange and he totally left me alone. My reward for winning 5 pounds of sensatinal berries. I just toke down a bear. What now? On my way to my camp I oozed with happyness. yours truly, Brian


 * __Hatchet Journal 5 chapter 8 pages 79-86__**

Dear Journal, It's Brian again, and you won't even BELIVE what happend last night!!!!!!