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The Plane Crash
The Plane Crash
The Plane Crash
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The Plane Crash

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A mind blobbing thriller in a never ending journey through mind gets you into deep thoughts, lively action and fascinating imagination

David Crash, experiencing his plane gets destroyed in a middle of nowhere started looking for help. He has lost everything, but his spirit saved.

Finding help from a pack of wolves, David become a group member. The pack meets many challenging tasks to take David through the journey. At times, David and the pack meet dangers deep in the forest in South Western Australia, as the story narrated. Fights, disasters and misunderstandings are common. Changing of the spirit into a white tiger becomes more challenging leading into worst battles.

The leader of the pack, Shark Tooth is a spirit of special nature and has special powers in thinking and frightening. He guides the pack out of danger on many occasions, otherwise would have been complete action packed dangers. Davids never ending tiring journey is picturesque, takes reader through an unseen path into spells of spirits. Masquerading spirits make significant contributions in Davids ultimate journey.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherXlibris US
Release dateMar 1, 2011
ISBN9781456846336
The Plane Crash
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Hasara Samayawardhena

Hasara Samayawardhena is a grade 8 high school student in MacNeil Secondary school, Richmond B.C. Canada. At age 10 Hasara entered into the fascination of writing his own creative stories to fulfill his curriculum requirements. Many of them were thrilling adventures and these stories allowed his imagination into action. Hasara thoroughly enjoyed his creative stories and enjoys fiction writing. He saw new heights that he could soar into thus creating pieces of his work into one fine story. Hasara takes reader’s imagination to another level in this book. Other than writing, Hasara enjoys playing chess, swimming, snow boarding, ice skating, long distance running, playing Piano and Guitar, watching wildlife, camping and adventures.

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    The Plane Crash - Hasara Samayawardhena

    Copyright © 2011 by Hasara Samayawardhena.

    Library of Congress Control Number:       2010919523

    ISBN:         Hardcover                               978-1-4568-4632-9

                       Softcover                                 978-1-4568-4631-2

                       Ebook                                      978-1-4568-4633-6

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

    This book was printed in the United States of America.

    To order additional copies of this book, contact:

    Xlibris Corporation

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    Contents

    Introduction

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Chapter 11

    Chapter 12

    Introduction

    Hasara Samayawardhena, the author of The Plane Crash followed his own journey in the making of this piece, just as the main character in the story embarks on a journey to find home after departing for France. The journey for the writing of this piece began when Hasara was in Grade Six and decided to write this story for one of his weekly journal entries. Over the years, Hasara continued to refine his skills as a young author, edited the original story, and subsequently began to try and publish this book. As his Grade Six teacher, I was not surprised to find this out, as Hasara always had a love for writing and was committed to achieving any goals he set out for himself.

    The main character in The Plane Crash follows a tumultuous journey, as he must fight strange animals, feelings of despair, and loss to find his way home. And, does the main character ever really find home? Or, was it all a dream? Well, after reading this wonderful piece, you will be compelled to decide on you own. However, the journey in itself will captivate you so much that it will no longer be important. The themes of friendship, courage, and strength, will resonate with you long after you have finished reading this book.

    To demonstrate the true essence of this book, I will use a quote from The Plane Crash: Books were like magical creatures with pages that can suck you inside and can take you on an adventurous journey. As the reader, you will encounter many magical creatures in this book, and hopefully, along the way, you will realize the power of following your own journey in life.

    Mrs. Alison Phillips

    Grade 6/7 teacher

    Tomsett Elementary

    9671 Odlin Road, Richmond, British Columbia

    Canada, V6X 1E1

    604 668 6448

    Dedicated to

    F. A. Tomsett Elementary

    Chapter 1

    Bang! Clang! Bang! Someone had just dropped seven luggage bags while falling asleep. I wouldn’t blame them for falling asleep. We were at the airport, waiting in a long line up that barely even moved one inch for the last thirty minutes. I wondered whether the whole airport is in this line up.

    This is the longest line up I have seen in my life, I thought.

    We stood there for half an hour without doing anything, but standing. My hunger couldn’t wait anymore, my stomach was starting to growl like a tiger, and my calf muscles started to ache. I was desperate; I looked around the airport, searching for any entertainment.

    This part of the airport had bright, polished, white tiles matching the white walls. Through the glass you could see nothing, but airplanes boarding passengers. Now that I have seen enough of this, I didn’t see anything exciting. The other side seems bit gloomy than this side. But I’m not sure about the other side because this is simply too long.

    Mom, do we have to stay in this line? I asked. She nodded. I took it as, yes. Maybe she is tired of waiting too.

    Could you give me some money, so I can get something to eat, I asked.

    No, how many times do I have to tell you we don’t have any money in our hands right now! my mom exclaimed and turned away, looking ahead of the line to see why the line is stalled. I thought, maybe I asked her a wrong question at the wrong time.

    Well, I had nothing to do except to stare at people, which is awkward especially when you stare at old women they stare back like they’re going to call the police. The airport should really put some entertainment here so that people can enjoy while standing in the line.

    I felt uneasy with no energy to stand up at all, and I felt like sitting down on the floor. I couldn’t stand up anymore. I sat down on the floor, almost fainting. I started searching everywhere in my backpack and in my pockets without any specific aim. Suddenly, I got an idea; maybe, I have one of my gaming systems here with me. I checked with Mom, and, of course, she said, "No, I don’t have it. I checked all the pockets of my dark shaded jeans, but there was nothing except for some trash.

    All my gaming systems were in the green suitcase that was tightly packed and locked with a small padlock. It was with my dad. If I try to open it now to get the gaming system, I’m certain the third world war will begin with my mom.

    I stopped staring at people when we were the fifth in line, and thought the line would move quickly. Now I know I could hold my hunger, until we pass this line. But it took another half an hour till we became second in the line.

    My stomach started to roar like a tiger. But I had more courage now because we were almost at the end of the line. Everyone was staring at me. I tried not to look at them, but they kept on staring at me. I wanted to shout out loud could you stop staring at me! But I knew I had to hold that feeling in.

    It was very hard to not let that feeling escape, but soon it was our turn, and I knew it would be easier to hold that feeling and even my tummy stopped roaring.

    We stepped toward the black granite counter; I could see nothing except airport employees

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