• My name is Arctic Wolf. Yes i know it's a wierd name and it sounds like a type of animal but hey! I'm only 16! You can't blame me! I can sing as well as I play the guitar and tennis. I love to multi-task. I'm moving to Japan because my father's on buisness. I lost my mother but i'm not going into detail about that. Now let's begin with my story

    My father and me were on the plane. I was brushing my ice blue hair why'll my father was taking calls and doing some work on his laptop. I looked out the window and saw the blue ocean that seperated me from San Dieago, California from Tokyo, Japan. I sighed at how unlikely it would be to visit my friends in under 30 minutes. My mind wondered on and on when suddenly one of the engines caught on fire.

    I stared wide eyed at what had just happened and next thing I knew my dad was helping me put a life jacket on. I saw that he didn't put his on. I tryed telling him but he didn't listen. Everyone was screaming and crying, they were worrried that they might not make it. One second I was yelling at my dad to put his life jacket on and the next second we hit the sea.

    I thought I was dead but somehow I got thrown out of the window before the plane sank to the dark abyss that would soon be it's grave. I was floating on a piece of wood and then I woke up. I looked around and saw that no one was around. I finally spoke after what seemed like two hours when it was only two seconds, "Am I the only one who survived?" that was the only question that was in my head and it kept repeating and repeating. I just floated there with nothing except a life jacket and a piece of wood. I was alone to face the ocean.

    I closed my eyes and fell asleep crying because I lost my dad. The current picked up and I was sept under and away. I would've drowned and I wished that I would but I was then stuck in a fishing net. I didn't struggle, I just waited for the water to kill me. Fish were coming into the net as well.

    I was nearly to being dead when the net came up and heard gasps when the people on the boat saw me laying there. They started yelling in japanesse for someone to get us to land and call for help. I understood what they said because I took japanesse at school. I stayed still hoping that they would think I was dead but they started CPR on me. I felt the water coming out but I couldn't breath.

    Then a pair of lips came on mine and let out a gust of air that took care of my breathing problem. My eyes flew open and I started coughing salt water. The person who gave me mouth to mouth brought me up so I had a better position to cough. When I was done coughing they put a blanket around my to keep me from getting cold. I looked around and all of the people on the boat were men and they looked like me so now I found out what heritage I have. I'm half japanesse.