my name is bob

my name is jimmy

I was on a bus, traveling to a campsite for a field trip. There were 31 people on the bus, including my teacher. The weather was pleasant; it was a beautiful summer day, and we could hear birds chirping. The best part was the summer breeze that refreshed us throughout the journey.

Suddenly, I saw my entire life pass before my eyes. It was hard to believe that a massive boulder had hit our bus! The front of the bus was destroyed and the middle section had been flung into the river. My friend Bob and I were at the back of the bus and separated from the others as the middle section plunged into the water. I was terrified. My heart felt like it was being squeezed, causing it to beat at 150 BPM due to my fear.

We were in the middle of nowhere with only a hatchet, a tent, water, sleeping bags, and a match. After finding a decent spot, we set up the orange and cozy tent just before dawn. I was starving in the morning, so I made the chili I had packed in my backpack for the campsite. 

then we cut a tree down and used our axes to make a fire. Later, we discovered that Bob had a compass, but it was broken, and we couldn't fix it. So, we decided to prepare for the night.