May 28th

In the heart of a bushy forest, we found ourselves,
Eight souls, bound by fate, in a tale to tell.
The plane had crashed, our hopes aflutter,
Amidst dense vegetation, where sight was smothered.

Tall trees embraced us, a haven for creatures,
Animals and birds, orchestrating nature's features.
Their calls formed a symphony, a melody so pure,
Yet disrupted by our arrival, a disturbance to endure.

As evening descended, we gathered, unharmed,
Minor injuries nursed, our spirits unalarmed.
Attacked by bees, we ran and tumbled with grace,
Seeking solace together in a newfound space.

Using nature's gifts, we fashioned a shelter,
Huddled beneath leaves, escaping rain's helter-skelter.
Through the night, our makeshift hut stood strong,
Shielding us from downpours that lasted long.

With the dawn, we heard monkeys' playful cries,
A chance for sustenance, a hope that would arise.
Following their lead, we ventured on our quest,
Foraging for bananas, our hunger to address.

Though monkeys were startled, we claimed our share,
Bananas in hand, we triumphed, a tale to share.
Two days later, rescue came, a glimmer of hope,
Days spent in the wild had taught us to cope.

An epic saga, those three days we endured,
Fighting monkeys, battling ants, our strength assured.
Mosquitoes and insects, a relentless swarm,
We conquered their onslaught, weathered every storm.

But upon our return, we faced a bitter surprise,
Treated like animals, met with sceptical eyes.
Forced to quarantine, twenty-one days confined,
Though perhaps necessary, our freedom maligned.

Yet fate played its hand, with a cruel twist,
Three companions fell, from allergies persist.
May, a month of trepidation and fear,
Three days remain, the end drawing near.

In the depths of that forest, we found our mettle,
Challenged by nature's might, a daunting battle.
A tale of survival, where bonds were forged,
With scars and memories, forever engorged.

Though quarantine may have seemed a plight,
We emerged stronger, bathed in newfound light.
For in those harrowing days, we discovered our worth,
United as survivors, a testament to rebirth.
Written by Dre_k47 (AnDre James)
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