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The day that we were saved.

After a few days of searching for food, shelter, truly anything we could get our hands on, we finally reached the narrow valley that we had seen from on top of the mountain. We found a river and we followed it to the end of the snowline. That's where my search party began finding signs of human presence. We began to see some cows on the ninth day of searching, which is when we became excited at the thought of being rescued. Parrado began finding wood for a fire, and I saw what seemed to be a man riding a horse. I yelled to Parrado to let him know about what I had seen. We yelled to the men and they said help would arrive the following day. When we were rescued the other survivors were sent to hospitals. We were all relieved, but then they asked how we survived for so long. We said we survived off of cheese that we carried with us, but photos of us eating human flesh to survive were leaked to the public. We said we were against eating our comrades but were forced to in order to survive. A few days later the arguments died down after we were said to have committed no sin by the church.

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The Disaster that Changed My Life.

On October 13, 1972, My teammates and I were flying on a plane to play a rugby match in Chile. Halfway there, we were forced to stop overnight in Argentina. The next day, the conditions seemed to improve so, our pilot decided to change routes and fly our the Andes. We resumed our flight and we were flying over the pass in the mountains. The pilot couldn't see the pass since it was covered with clouds. The pilot didn't take the highwinds in account and he turned the plane downward. Our plane crashed into the peak of a mountain. There were 45 people total and 12 people had died in the crash. The next morning, another 5 died. I was one of the lucky ones who survived. We had very low supplies. Even after we strictly rationed our food, our food stock decreased rapidly. Someone came up with an idea. There were many disagreements against the idea and I was one of them. One of the survivors said we should eat the ones who didn't survive. I was against this idea because why would I want to eat my own kind and my own friends? I soon changed my mind later. I realized that we had no other choice and without eating the dead humans, I would not survive. I still was against it but forcefully ate. -Sahasra

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My life as a crash survivor-keeley

When I was a young boy I was on a rugby team. We were traveling to an event as a tram when all of a sudden we started having some turbulence. Nobody thought much of it until the plan started falling deeper and deeper towards the Andes mountains we were flying over. There was panic everywhere we looked. The plane was out of control and people were crying hysterically. Soon we crashed into the mountain. At that time there were 45 people in the plane and twelve had died from the crash. What makes this whole situation worse is that we were not even supposed to fly over the Andes, but conditions were bad and we had to take an alternate path. By 8 days out in the mountains. I was 1 out of only 27 survivors to face the challenges. We had no equipment, little food, not the proper shoes, and our only doctor on board had died in the crash. There were many of us walking around with broken legs from the planes chairs piling together. There was a search and rescue team searching for us for only eight days. But since the plane was white, there was no chance they could see us.

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Surviving on Ice, even with cannibalism...

We survived for 72 days after a plane crash in freezing mountains and limited supplies, surviving only with cannibalism.

We were all pretty excited to go to our competition, but a failure in the plane left us flying through the air, desperate for a soft landing. After the crash, only less than half of us survived. We survivors probably won't survive for much longer anyway. There was no civilization for as far as the eyes can see. The freezing temperature didn't allow much vegetation or animals to come, so we didn't have food to eat. Sadly, we got so hungry that we started to eat the dead bodies. No one wanted to, but soon, it became unevetable A few more of our fellow friends had died since then. Because it was so cold, the bodies didn't start to decompose yet. We were lucky to be alive, but it definitely didn't feel like that. We had hope in our hearts when we waited for the search party. Imagine our desperation and feeling of hopelessness when we found out that the search party was called off. We had suffered in the cold while waiting in the same spot in case someone would find us, but no one was looking! We knew we couldn't survive like this in the freezing, barren cold, especially since the search party was called off, so we sent out a party of two. We waited many days and nights for them to come back, hopefully with help and food. We didn't even know if they survived. Likewise, they didn't even know if we survived. A few people had died while they were travelling. Finally, after many days, we saw them! They had brought help. We were finally reunited with the rest of society. Our story might have been horrible, but hopefully, others can learn from it. -Moksha

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1979 Andes plane crash

(Day 70) Its been a little over 2 months since we first crashed in the Andes mountains. It wasnt long until we ran out of food and had to resort to cannibalism I saw no other choice and so did the others. Its been a while since that point and we sent out 3 people to look for help, one of them came back and told us what they had found and I feel help will be here soon. Ill just have to survive until than- Logan

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People on a plane: the crash

My rugby team and I were on a flight to play an exhibition match. The plane experienced some turbulence but none of us were alarmed, we just enjoyed it. That was until the plane was going lower and lower then we crashed. 48 hours later we awoke, stranded in a glacier valley high in the Andean mountains. A couple of weeks went by and food had run out. Which is why we had to eat each other. On the 18th day, disaster struck and an avalanche fell, killing many and burying the plane. We had to seek help, so preparation began to find life. The preparation was done, and my companion and I left in search of help. On December 18th, we heard water following it we found a man on a horse. He went and got help and the search for the survivors began. In helicopters, others were rescued. The search ended the next morning. -COLE

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The deadly crash and cold thoughts:

When the plane crashed, I was in sudden disbelief. I had no idea where I was and woke up to a crash. A few people on board were already dead and others were helping each other get out of the plane with the little effort they had. The pilots and crew members died from losing self-consciousness. It was just me, and 29 others that survived this disaster. We crashed in the Andes mountains. It was cold and bitter. We had little to no resources and had to find a way to survive. On one of the days I and my fellow companion made a bed out of the clothes on board and gathered all the resources we could find. Some food was gathered, but no sign of a radio or system that could help with communicating. As days passed by, we started running low on our resources and we were slowly becoming weak.

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I remeber it, the Andes Crash

I remember it all, the flight, the crash, having to eat flesh. Everything. We were on the ay to a rugby competition, and around halfway through the flight we were faced with some inclimate weather. I knew something was wrong. The pilot told us not to worry, he would take another route over the Andes Mountain Range, we would later all realize this was a terrible idea. The path was covered with clouds, and he turned the plane west to soon. We went down crashing into a mountain peak, the right wing hit and we were all worrying. I didn't know what to do. I was one of the lucky survivors, 12 people had died from impact and 5 others passed the next morning. I was beat up pretty bady with some scrapes and scrathces, but I was lucky considering the lack of medical needs were provided. I heard that there were search parties from all different countries looking for the missing plane, and we had to all suffer in the blazing frost that was in the mountains. We sadly ended up eating a of our supplies that remained after the crash and had to resort to eating raw flesh. It was so horrifying, something I will never forget. The rest was quite a blur, I recall some people refused to eat the flesh but I couldn't help it. It was miserable. I am lucky to have survived this awful part of history.

-Riley

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Humans taste pretty good.

From the beginning of the crash, I knew staying together would be one of the most important things. Some of us felt scared, others knew fear wouldn't get us anywhere. We didn't have the correct materials and were, in many ways unprepared. Many of us including myself were badly injured, making the journey through the cold mountains much harder. We suffered when we lost hope, but by finding new ways to acquire food and water, our chances of survival seemed to improve. Sure this way of food was eating our dead teammates, and many of us denied these nutrients at first. After realizing it was our only means of staying alive though, they changed their minds. Trekking through the mountains one day at a time we were finally saved. Yes, many people were disgusted with the choices we made, but it was just survival instinct.

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My version of Neaked and afraid (cold and afraid)

I remember October 13th like yesterday, We were flying to Santiago, Chile. We were all so excited and chanting, then the plane started to get closer and closer to the mountains the first person to notice was Panchito Abal one of my teammates. The next thing we knew the plane crashed, and when I woke 16 had already perished. Those were some of the hardest days of my life we had little to no food and no shelter. Eventually, we formed a little shelter out of the crashed plane, when we ran out of food we had to start to eat the corpses; I held back at first because of the idea but eventually, I gave in. Some of the guys decided to go out and try to find help once we figured out no one was probably going to find us. When they finally came back with help, only 14 of us were left.

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The Search Party Has Left-

Some of us have already set out, in only a few minutes they disappeared from view, due to the cold, we are staying in the plane, using up our dead friend's clothes and extra stuff, cannibalism is disgusting, but really it's the last resort we got, others went starving just to save the last bits of our food.... the cold up in the Andes is bad, it's getting even worse, the airplane is rusting, our clothes are freezing, and our other team hasn't come back yet, maybe we are doomed, destined to die by someone, I have lost track of time, it feels like we've been here months and months, I don't know even what time of day it is, clocks were destroyed due to the crashed.... We might not survive.

-Jose.

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The Horrible Experience of the Andes.

All we were trying to do was land at Chile and have some fun, but who knew it would come to this? Nobody would've ever thought that the only way to survive was to feed off of the corpses of our team members. I could understand why people were reluctant at first. I was too of course, but after facing the hard truth of reality, we knew we had to do what we could to survive. Worst part about it was that to get the most out of it, we had to take a bite of our teammates behind. It was truly the worst experience.

Sreejith Merugumuvvala

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We were going to Chile to play a rugby match and on the way there the plane we were aboard crashed. When the plane crashed, we were all shocked by the events. We had crashed into a mountain and were stranded with very little food. It was very cold as it was snowy out. Many of my friends had passed away along with the pilot when the plane crashed. We searched the plane and discovered a small radio that we used to hear what was happening to our search. After a few days, we discovered that the search to find us was called off. There was no food left and we came to the decision that we must start eating out dead teammates to survive. Many were reluctant about this at first but quickly realized that it was the only source of food we had access to. After two months of feeding on the dead bodies, two other people and I decided to go and find safety. We left and reached the top of a mountain where we saw valleys, we decided to hike down to these valleys and eventually reached a river. There we saw people who said they would send help the following day. We trusted that they would help and they did. The following day we got rescued and were brought to the hospital to be given medical attention.

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I was alone for 72 days.

My team and I were going to Chile for a rugby match. We were having a good time on the plane ride there. Then, the crash happened. We were flying over the Andes Mountains when the plane went down. We landed high in the mountains. Immediately, multiple people died. It was freezing. We had barely any supplies. We survived off of what we had for as long as we could. Eventually, we ran out of food. We had no choice. If we wanted to survive, we had to resort to cannibalism. So we did. I wasn't proud of it, but I did what I had to. Later, two of my team members went hiking through the icy mountains to find civilization. It was so lonely, being in the mountains with no human activity around us. Finally, my two team members returned with help. We were rescued! It was difficult to be secluded for over two months and having to do some... unsavory things, but I'm alive.

-Michelle 0.

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When I woke up this morning I was shocked to realize that I was in a plane crash with my rugby team. I was so disoriented and didn't know what was happening then. More than 15 people died in the crash and I was just sad. To make it even worse I was stranded at the top of a mountain where it was cold and no signs of people. Our resources were low and we had to be sparing with our food.-Lucky

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We hit bad turbulence and crashed. It was cold up in the Andes and we didn't have any food left. We had to resort to cannibalism. We were weak and didn't have the right equipment to survive. We all agreed to send people to find help. I didn't go but two others did. They said they found civilization and finally got help to find us. It took 72 days for us to be rescued. - Brooklyn

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My experience in the frozen Andes- Bella Horne

October 13, 1972- I knew I would never be the same from the moment I crashed. I was heading to play rugby with my teammates when our plane went down over the Andes. When the plane crashed I was lucky enough to be still alive while many of the other passengers weren't as lucky. Many were passed out but still alive which gave me hope that things would improve.

Date unknown- Disaster has struck. An avalanche has hit our camp causing more destruction to our barely surviving camp. Eight of the original survivors passed due to the avalanche and their death has taken a toll on me and the others. Search parties have stopped looking for us and everything seems hopeless. I wish I could find some escape.

Date unknown- We had to eat our first person today. It was awful thinking about eating a person you know and love for the benefit of your survival. This experience is making me think about all the things I have to be grateful for in life and all the people I have to appreciate if I return home.

Date unknown- We've decided to try and take on the terrain of the mountains. We've gathered all of our remaining supplies and started our journey. The weather as of right now is almost unbearable.

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The Cold Crash

I didn't notice how bad the turbulence was getting until someone mentioned it. I blinked and then all of a sudden it went black. One of my worst fears has come true. I regained consciousness about 2 days later. I was confused, cold, and felt very empty. I searched around for other survivors, there were 29. Over the span of the next few days, we gathered and saved as many parts from the airplane as we could. We began to starve. That's when I had to do something I never thought I would do. We were desprete for food, we took a perished body

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My Story as a Andes Survivor

So it all started off with me and my friends on a plane, we were heading to Santiago for a rugby match. Everything was fine until the plane started doing something weird and we crashed in the Andes Mountains. Some of my friends survived while others didn't, I was one of the survivors. We did not have very much food or supplies to live off of.

-Paige

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The Worst Experience of My Life: My Story:

It was the morning of October 13, 1972. I was in one of the middle seats of the plane flying with a Uruguayan rugby team. I was in my early 20s at the time. I saw some signs of plane trouble occurring but I did not think much of it, it was when we hit turbulence over the Andes and dropped several if not more than a hundred feet that all the passengers including me started panicking for our lives.

After that moment, I remember hearing the plane crashing and blacking out. After about 49 hours, I awoke from my concussion, I was on a glacial valley high in the Andes mountains. The plane's tail was missing and most of the passengers disappeared from my vision. I was one of the 28 or 29 survivors in the coldness of the Andes. Then after 72 days, I was one of the last 16 to have survived the crash. I tended to some wounded people and piled up air seats to try to make some warmth, I tried to ake aluminum from the seat backs to warm up the snow and make drinking water for the survivors, however we were unsuccessful.

I was starving, I craved food but there was not a single bite of food to be found. I then had the regretful choice of using a shard of glass, to cut thin slices from the buttocks of some corpses, then I began to regretfully eat. I had just committed cannibalism.

On December 20th, my dreadful experience was over.

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Amelia Cottrell

Cold Times turned me Cold

I was on the plane, laughing with my friends as the flight had dipped, no one had noticed it, except me. We had dropped again and came through a cloud when we saw the mountains, I looked at my friend and said "Are we supposed to be this low?". He tried to respond, but that's when we hit the mountains.

I had woken up, it felt like it had been forever since I was last awake, I lay there in the snow wondering what had happened. And that's when I remembered, I looked up and there was the plane, and both pilots, lay dead in front of me. I looked around to see if anyone else survived, there had been a lot. We all had been hurt in some type of way, as expected, though what we did not expect was how rough this would be. We had started looking for food early and had gathered some, we had only little and nearly later, we had to resort to eating dead members. This was very unpleasant, and I was against it for a long while, even searching for other food while others ate. But eventually, I had to eat.

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A Chilling Story Of My Wost Day:

From the beginning I survived the crash, I was a very lucky man but as soon as we crashed we had look for or make some shelter. We all stacked some parts of the plane together to make a little structure for us to be in. We were in some icy mountains and it was very cold. Some of the people in the plane died including the piolet. We were in our structure for a while but we had to start moving. We found a radio telling us that we where not going to be found because they stopped looking for us. -Rachel M

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Why I will never fly again

Me and my team were on a plane, until it crashed in the Andes mountains. Thats what my best friend told me after l woke up. We quickly ran out of food, so we had to eat the ones that didn't survive. Our group started to slowly die out, causing a smaller group to leave and find help. A couple days later, everyone that lived was rescued. - preston

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I was in a plane crash in Mendoza Province, Argentina.

It started when Me and my 45 crew members boarded a plane in Montevideo. But about halfway there, due to bad mountain weather, we had to stay overnight in Mendoza, Argentina. We got back in the air the next day but the weather had not improved. The pilot decided to take an alternate route over the Andes mountain range. The pilot made a miscalculation which resulted in us crashing.Many people died. We ran out of food so we had to eat the dead to survive. And eventually we were saved after many harsh nights.

-Kate

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(Arden)

Diary entry one: Deadly crash and the chilling truth

We crashed a few days ago, the weather is chilling and the climate hasn't been much kinder. Our rations are few and people are plenty more. We have tried to be sparing with our food, resorting to eating the cushion from seats and leather strips from suitcases to prevent food waste. However they just don't work the same. The leather is almost bitter once it touches your tongue while the cousins are harsh to consume. It's gotten so horrid that one of our fellow passengers has even suggested that we eat those who passed away from the crash as well as those who passed away from frost bite or injuries. How ludacris he is. How could we ever eat a fellow human, another soul much like us who was alive and well. I can't believe he thinks this is the best course of action.

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Perspective on the Andes plane crash

Entonces estaba en el avión para ir a un partido de rugby, pero me perdí en las montañas de los Andes. Poco después, nos quedamos solos, sin saber cómo salir del infierno congelado.

Finalmente, escapé, con la ayuda de Parrado y Canessa, aventurándome antes de encontrar la civilización. La supervivencia fue brutal, perdí la cuenta de los días. Esos 70 días parecieron años. Teníamos que depender de comernos a nuestros compadres muertos. Al final todos estábamos muriendo de hambre, pero en la civilización, destinados a ver las luces de muchos otros días.

-Bryson

Translation into English:

So, I was on the plane to go to a rugby match, but got lost in the Andes mountains. Soon after, we were all alone, not knowing how to get out of Hell frozen over.

Eventually, I escaped, with help from Parrado and Canessa, venturing out prior to finding civilization. Survival was brutal, I lost track of days. It seemed like years, those 70 days. We had to rely on eating our dead compadres. In the end, we were all starving, but in civilization, destined to see the lights of many other days.

-Bryson

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The Sadness of My Icy Reality-

Today we had to start resorting to cannibalism. It was horrible, but we couldn't do much about it. We were going to die soon if we didn't find at least something to eat. All of my companions were not eager to resort to cannibalism, but we had to do what we had to do to survive the icy temperatures up in the peaks of the Andes. We started eating our companions one by one. My companions were uneasy about this, but soon everyone gathered in on it. All in all, today was a sad day ranging from us needing to resort to cannibalism to the icy, freezing temperatures from the peaks.

Genevieve

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Rugby Team Resorts to Cannibalism After Crash

First, our plane crashed, only 33 of us out of the 44 of us. After we had run out of our rations we resorted to cannibalism, starting with the pilot. On the 18th day, an avalanche killed another 8 one of whom was my friend, later that night we ate him. Clinton