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