Dear family… I have survived 47 days in the wild I never thought I would make it this far, but I did. I miss the memories, I miss home, now I’m stuck with nothing but myself, the city-boy that crashed into the woods, I lost hope of people finding me. Ever since I crashed, I was desperate for food, I was desperate for water, I lost everything I’m just thinking of everything I have done was hard, I built a shelter I was hunting for food, I was sprayed in the face by a skunk. I’m tired, I’m thinking of ending it all because I’m suffering out here, goodbye.
Day: 3 December 2015 (Page 1 of 2)
When I saw the plane going back for good, a bunch of words came to my head like: depressed, low, suicidal, blue, bad, terrible, sick, gutted, clouddown, funk, alone and even the word dead came. Right now I’m feeling even worse than that day when I got lost in the store.
In that time I saw the plane I felt glorious, I got as happy as if I had won the lottery, until I saw it going back. In that moment I got as sad as a jailed bird.
I have been in this forest for about 47 days, 47 days surviving in the wildness. I know I got really close, you might even say no, don’t give up now, sorry but it will end I n this moment.
If the plane would came back it would take years, and after those years I might even forget about you too. I thought that it would have been too much for me, so I give up.
This will be the last note in my life, goodbye.
Dear mom and dad
I have been in the woods for 47 days now, waiting for a plane to come and rescue me. When the plane crashed, I didn’t know what to do, so I thought of Perpich’s teachings and it helped me a lot. Now I have a lean-to and food. I know how to build one!
I feel like I am a new Brian now. I made fire and I also know how to catch a fish now. I figured it out by myself with a bow.
I don’t know if I will see you again, but I really miss you. I had a ok time here. I know how to survive now. I’ve met bears, I’ve met a wolf, and they didn’t try to kill me. I realized that they are actually friendly. The bear shared food with me and I live in the wolf’s territory.
I feel kind of sad sometimes. I feel like I want to end myself.
In the 47 days, I did well and got my habitat, but I feel like ending it all because one day, I saw a plane flying above me, I thought I am going to be rescued, but the plane didn’t see me, and flew away. I lost hope and I was so sad about that.
I don’t know when you are going to read this, I don’t know if I am still alive or not. I f I am not alive, please give this to my parents. Say that I want to tell them, I did a good job on trying to survive. I love them. But I really lost hope and I want to end this. I hope they are proud of me. Bye.
To dad, here’s your son, Brian Robeson. The plane you’ve send me one to dad’s home had crashed, the pilot had a heart-attack and died. Now I’m in a northern forest. Everything had been good and I’ve found 4 main things to survive-shelter-I found my shelter near the far end of the ridge. It can protect me from sun, rain and mosquitos. It can also keep me warm. Water-there is a L shaped lake so I could drink water from it. But there are bacteria and I threw up. Food-I’ve found barriers for my food first. Then I met the bear, it’s only came for berries, not for me, so I’m safe. I don’t think berries are enough. So I made myself my own spear after painstaking work. I catch a bunch of fish all by MYSELF. I found out that the light bends in the water through the air so it makes me hard to catch the fish at first, so I learned something from my mistakes. All of them are one of the space, and the space helped me survive. But until that day, the day a plane had passed. Its engine is so deafening and I could almost see me eating the food in the mall. I was so surprised and happy when I think the plane will come down to welcome me. The plane only needs to turn to see me, but it didn’t. It didn’t turn or lowed but it did fly away. Depressed, hopeless, dark and empty filled my whole body. If you could see me, I would be in home now, if you could see me. I just want to end this, let it done. So I climbed around the rock and tried to end my life by using the hatchet -mom had given me- to cut my arm. The word I’ve been thinking over and over again is Clouddown. So I laid on the rock and wishing for the death. ”For the 47 days,” I thought, “I’ve been hoping for the plane to come”. The second morning had arrived and I find out I’m alive. Now I still had hope but a little different one, hoping that I could survive by working harder while the searchers are looking for me. I need to use those work to get some hope. I don’t know if you can see me of this letter but I want you to know what happen to me. Dad, I discovered that mom had a boyfriend, I find out this when I’m in mall with Terry. They are in a strange wagon, I saw her but she didn’t see me. I don’t know if I’m still survive tomorrow, but you’ll never know what’s going to happen tomorrow.
From Brian
During the summer
Dear mom and dad,
Today I feel empty and I plan committing suicide. I want to end it all, because nobody is going to save me. When I saw the rescue plane leave, my heart shattered into a million pieces. I am hopeless. I can’t survive out here forever. I want to go home. It has been 47 days since the crash and I’m still here, still not saved. There is a hissing madness in my brain. I am too depressed to eat, sleep or do anything. This is just a goodbye letter. Nothing is ever going to be the same. If you’re reading this then I’m probably dead. Mom and dad I can’t deal with living in the wilderness anymore. Disappointment filled all my dreams when a saw the plane leave. I want to go home , but that’s only a dream. I love you. Now I am going up the hill to commit suicide. This time goodbye is forever.
Love Brian
I’m here in the forest because of the plane crash. This happened 47 days ago in the Canadian wilderness. I have nothing but hatchet. Used hatchet to build a lean-to. I build lean-to because it’s cold outside. I used woods and grass. I make a fire for protection. I used kindling this time. I make a food shelf and fish pin because there was no place to put my food. It was so hard surviving in the forest. So I felt hopeless and depressed. I might commit suicide. And I’m trying my best to survive good bye
From: Brian
Dear mom and dad,
I miss you, you might not see this letter, but I hope that I can see you again. I’ve been in the wilderness for 47 days, alone, waiting for someone to rescue me. A search plane had come but it didn’t see me. When the plane left I felt empty, empty without hope. The plane would not come back again. I am alone and hopeless in the Canadian woods. There is no point of living now. For 47 days, what kept me motivated to survive was knowing that someone would eventually come and rescue me. I am done and done, I can’t do this without hope. If you are reading this right now I probably have already committed suicide. I love you mom and dad I am sorry that we can’t see each other again. I miss you. Goodbye.
Love Brian
Dear, Mom and Dad. I’m still alive near the lake. I’m still hoping that someone will save me. After a few days I wanted to end my life. I was depressed, cloudown and lonely. I didn’t think I would survive this long. After the plane crashed I fell in the water. I woke up and saw myself in the water. I felt scared and afraid of dying. After a few days I was starving and had nothing to eat I had to figure out what to eat. I saw birds flying in the sky and eating berries I realized that I was starving. I thought I can eat them too. I didn’t have a shelter I didn’t have protection from, mosquito, rain, sun and harmful animals. I saw a big rock and it look like a cave I build my shelter close to the ridge. I also made fire it was hard to make. I tired lot of thing but it couldn’t work it was painstaking. Mom and Dad if you ever find this letter I want you to know that I am sorry for all the things that I’ve done.
Dear Mom and Dad
Hello mom and dad, this is Brian, I was going to take a flight to Canada to visit dad. But during my flight, the Plane crashed in the Canadian wilderness. I have been stranded here in the wilderness for 47 days, alone. And I created a campfire so the rescuers could find me. But there was no help, or no sign of rescuers coming for me. I really wish I could die because there is nothing for me, no luck for me, I am worthless. I tried to push myself to get motivated to survive in the forest, but just didn’t work for me. I feel depressed and sad, it’s making me commit suicide. I am useless and worthless. I could just sit here and die until rescuers find me. Or could just kill myself using the hatchet what mom gave me. I have been struggling of trying find some food for me to eat. And I have lost all of my hope because I have given up surviving for this long in the forest I am sorry that I didn’t made it through the forest. I am sorry that will never going to see you both ever again. And I still love you both and I will also miss you both. But I can’t survive any longer in this forest.
July.17.2008.I been here for 47 days. A plane pass by when I try to signal them. I feel gutted, hopeless my name is Brian, born in 1998, I feel cloud down, empty, alone, sick, gone forever, I feel gutted likes someone take out my guts. I feel depressed, suicidal. If anyone find this, here is my message mom, dad or a person I want to die because the plane looking for people who survive the plane crash had pass I feel suicidal because I have no hope for surviving the wild and I feel so sick, terrible and dear dad and mom if your reading this can you be kind and be together. If you’re a person who’s a worker for the government mind if you find my dad or mom to give my family I feel so sad, depress, alone out here all alone, empty, gutted, cloud down.