Survival

Date: 2/25/2019

We were in a group of kids from different schools. We had to leave on a journey in order to survive because we no longer had a good amount of supplies to last our population a good time. We all had to climb up onto a rope and hold on until our pilot told us we were allowed to climb aboard. He told us because there were so many people that we had to stay on until everyone was on the rope. There was one last African American to get on board. I was all the way at the top and I fell off the top to go make sure he was okay. He was gone. Later on a preview showed that he was living on his own on a small playhouse with supplies that he had gathered and he was doing just fine. Everyone thought he died and we mourned. We had to stop really fast into a forest to gather supplies. The people at the bottom of the rope had to run as fast as they could on the ground and gather what they could while the rope was still moving and then jump back on. A preview showed that the man was living there. We ended up settling in a group of doll houses where in the past people had separated into races and stuff but we just picked houses and stayed wherever. Then, I woke up.