Will of Man - Part Five by William Scanlan
Authors: William Scanlan
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WILL OF MAN - PART FIVE
by
William Scanlan
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED FOR WILLIAM SCANLAN
This publication is property of William Scanlan. All rights reserved for William Scanlan. Copyright 2013.
No part of this book shall be copied, reproduced, distributed, or transmitted without permission.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
TO PURCHASE WILL OF MAN – PART ONE (CLICK HERE)
TO PURCHASE WILL OF MAN – PART TWO (CLICK HERE)
TO PURCHASE WILL OF MAN – PART THREE (CLICK HERE)
TO PURCHASE WILL OF MAN – PART FOUR (CLICK HERE)
Tyler's Journal Entry: 426
Date: September 21
Day: Saturday
Weather: Cool and cloudy
Miles to go: 581
So the last couple days have been quite eventful; I escaped a prison ran by a crazy priest, lost a good friend, found my other friend, said goodbye to the other friend, was chased by wolves, escaped a nest of poisonous rattlesnakes, and now I'm stuck here on top of this wrecked military plane surrounded by wolves and rattlesnakes. I miss going to school.
I lay here, fifteen feet in the air, on top of this plane and I can't believe the things I've seen and done. I think about what my parents and Tanner are doing. Are they alright? I hope they made it to Grandpa's, or at the very least, are safe. I wonder if Mom or Dad have been PULLED. I'm terrified at the thought of Tanner being PULLED. He's just an innocent kid. The PULLED can't be escorted or even followed. Tanner can't survive on his own yet. Let alone fight for his life. However, he had a lot of practice during all our pirate/Jedi sword fights. I had a light saber, and Tanner had his pirate sword. We'd run all over the house, jumping over furniture, throwing pillows at each other, but then our epic sword battles usually ended with one of us getting hit too hard and Mom or Dad would take our swords away. One can't be an effective pirate or Jedi without their sword.
Anyways, I would kill for a real light saber right now. These wolves would see the dark side of Tyler and face my wrath. But for now, I am stuck here on top of this plane with no food or shelter. The clouds are darkening in the distance and that could mean a storm. It gets cold at night, and I need to find shelter.
After surveying the area, I noticed a tall pine growing next to the remaining wing of the plane. The wing is huge, and could fit my neighbor’s entire house on it. The jet engines (two of them on the single wing) are huge also, about the size of a small bus.
I decided to walk the long wing to the tall pine tree. The tree was snug against the wing and was easy to climb onto. I looked around for the wolves and noticed two of them patrolling under me near the base of the pine. I was careful when climbing onto to the pine. It was sticky from sap, and smelled like Christmas. The pine smell reminded me of my Grandpa's Christmas tree. He was traditional, and preferred a real tree. My parent's preferred a fake one. I don't think Dad wanted the hassle of the pine needles and the daily watering of the tree.
Anyways, I climbed as high as I could - nearly to the top of the tree. It was very tall and I could span the horizon easily. I can see a cut in the trees which is the river way off in the distance. Other than that, it was mostly pine trees and hills. However to the northwest, I spotted a tall fence and beyond that was an airport surrounded by the tall fence.
The plane made sense now; it must have been coming in for a landing when it lost power about a quarter mile from the landing strip. If the plane would have had just a few more seconds, it may have landed and those soldiers may have survived. But they didn't make it, and as a result, their crashed plane is now helping me survive.
I studied the airport for a long time and looked for any activity. I saw none and came to the
by
William Scanlan
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED FOR WILLIAM SCANLAN
This publication is property of William Scanlan. All rights reserved for William Scanlan. Copyright 2013.
No part of this book shall be copied, reproduced, distributed, or transmitted without permission.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
TO PURCHASE WILL OF MAN – PART ONE (CLICK HERE)
TO PURCHASE WILL OF MAN – PART TWO (CLICK HERE)
TO PURCHASE WILL OF MAN – PART THREE (CLICK HERE)
TO PURCHASE WILL OF MAN – PART FOUR (CLICK HERE)
Tyler's Journal Entry: 426
Date: September 21
Day: Saturday
Weather: Cool and cloudy
Miles to go: 581
So the last couple days have been quite eventful; I escaped a prison ran by a crazy priest, lost a good friend, found my other friend, said goodbye to the other friend, was chased by wolves, escaped a nest of poisonous rattlesnakes, and now I'm stuck here on top of this wrecked military plane surrounded by wolves and rattlesnakes. I miss going to school.
I lay here, fifteen feet in the air, on top of this plane and I can't believe the things I've seen and done. I think about what my parents and Tanner are doing. Are they alright? I hope they made it to Grandpa's, or at the very least, are safe. I wonder if Mom or Dad have been PULLED. I'm terrified at the thought of Tanner being PULLED. He's just an innocent kid. The PULLED can't be escorted or even followed. Tanner can't survive on his own yet. Let alone fight for his life. However, he had a lot of practice during all our pirate/Jedi sword fights. I had a light saber, and Tanner had his pirate sword. We'd run all over the house, jumping over furniture, throwing pillows at each other, but then our epic sword battles usually ended with one of us getting hit too hard and Mom or Dad would take our swords away. One can't be an effective pirate or Jedi without their sword.
Anyways, I would kill for a real light saber right now. These wolves would see the dark side of Tyler and face my wrath. But for now, I am stuck here on top of this plane with no food or shelter. The clouds are darkening in the distance and that could mean a storm. It gets cold at night, and I need to find shelter.
After surveying the area, I noticed a tall pine growing next to the remaining wing of the plane. The wing is huge, and could fit my neighbor’s entire house on it. The jet engines (two of them on the single wing) are huge also, about the size of a small bus.
I decided to walk the long wing to the tall pine tree. The tree was snug against the wing and was easy to climb onto. I looked around for the wolves and noticed two of them patrolling under me near the base of the pine. I was careful when climbing onto to the pine. It was sticky from sap, and smelled like Christmas. The pine smell reminded me of my Grandpa's Christmas tree. He was traditional, and preferred a real tree. My parent's preferred a fake one. I don't think Dad wanted the hassle of the pine needles and the daily watering of the tree.
Anyways, I climbed as high as I could - nearly to the top of the tree. It was very tall and I could span the horizon easily. I can see a cut in the trees which is the river way off in the distance. Other than that, it was mostly pine trees and hills. However to the northwest, I spotted a tall fence and beyond that was an airport surrounded by the tall fence.
The plane made sense now; it must have been coming in for a landing when it lost power about a quarter mile from the landing strip. If the plane would have had just a few more seconds, it may have landed and those soldiers may have survived. But they didn't make it, and as a result, their crashed plane is now helping me survive.
I studied the airport for a long time and looked for any activity. I saw none and came to the
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