Saved by a Kite! (Riley H)

The helicopter drops me in a clearing in the forest. I have five minutes to choose four items of equipment to help me survive this dangerous journey. I grab:

binoculars, snowboard, banana and my kite.

I am blindfolded during the helicopter journey. I have no idea where I am. I hear the razor sharp blade whirring of the chopper.

The helicopter hovers a metre or so above ground and I am pushed out of the door. I tumble onto the ground and tear off my blindfold. I see waves crashing against the rocks.

I come to a raging river. There is no way around, I must somehow cross the treacherous water. I reach into my pack, my snowboard. I put my feet in the feet holders and jump in.

I turn to see a pack of killer sheep advancing towards me. I reach into my pack, the death bananas. I eat them super quick and line up the skins and all the sheep slip and fall.

The menacing battle cry of a lone warrior pierces the silence. A heavily armoured giant charges out from behind some rocks. I reach into my pack, and grab my snowboard. I sneak up behind him, whack him on the head with my super snowboard and knock him out.

I arrive at a vertical cliff. It seems impossible to ascend it. The cliff face is like glass, I cannot see any footholds. There is no way around, I must find a way to climb it. I reach into my pack and grab my kite. I set it up and start to fly up, trying to get a grip onto the cliff but I seem to keep slipping. I am too horrified to look down. I thought I was going to fly high above the ground but finally I get a grip and start to slow down. Finally I am at the top.

I am dive-bombed by a thousand giant mosquitoes... some look large enough to pick up a small child. the drone of wings is deafening as the venomous stingers charge towards me. I reach into my pack and grab my snowboard and start to hit them. It sounds like “wipow!” but all I can hear is the wings of mosquitoes, as loud as an airplane. I’ve killed all of the mosquitoes. As I walk through the slimy limy blood I start to get dizzy.

I come to a swamp and begin to make my way cautiously through it. Suddenly, I lose my footing and find myself sinking... and realise I have stepped into quicksand! I reach into my pack and grab my kite. I only have one chance to get out of here, so I start to swing my kite. I throw my kite... yes! It’s around the tree. I now need to get out of the slimy sand. I scramble to get out of here.