On an Island in Ruins

Date: 7/19/2019

So I was on this very small island, about the size of the average (?) highschool. It was just sand, it was cloudy, early morning and very cold. I could feel the wind pushing me. I remember seeing a train carrying fish, and it was snowing only on the train. Then I came across these sand ruins, I was with Victoria and a few others. I walked into the small ruins first, and set off a trap. I got shot with an arrow, but I wasn’t hurt; for some reason. I went deeper into the ruins and somehow the inside was the interior of a crashed plane. I went into the second to back row isle seat, and inside a little cubby under it was my diary. I wrote something in it, and the plane began to fill with water. I quickly put my diary back in the cubby, and the water was up to my neck when I woke up.