Help me by Lola and Hélène

Hello, my name is Thomas Carstairs, I'm twenty two.

I'm from London. 

I've been on a desert island for two weeks . 

It was on the 27th of February of 2018

I was flying over the Indian Ocean to go to Australia.

There were turbulences . I was scared . 

The plane lost height . The air-hostesses told us put on our life-jackets . 

Everything went so fast. In a few minutes we were sinking. 

I had an adrenaline rush and I managed to get out of the plane with my bag . I panicked .

I had to swim for a long time , there were waves 

Then , I saw this island far away . 

I plucked up courage and I speeded up toward the island because I felt tired and I needed to rest . 

A few houres later , I crossed the island to know if it was uninhabited . 

I've been here for forteen days now . 

I'm fed up ; I misses my friends , the modern comfort and the civilization  

I've named my island : The Purgatory because I hate it and I love it . I feel lonely and sad here but I am still alive . 

Since I was here , I have fed on fruit and fishes . 

I found a fresh water pool eleven days ago . The first days , there was rain , I've collected this water in my bottle . 

I have collected tree branches and leaves in order to build a caban. It is small, but fairly comfortable.I have built a kind of bed, and I have used my bag like pillow.

I managed to build a fire for thr fist time four days ago . 

I was so HAPPY . 

Last night, I heard noises, I woke up with a start.

And then, I saw yellows and piercings eyes, I was afraid, I think it was a snake.

He fixed me, but a few moment later he left.

I didn't manage to go back to sleep.

I'm fed up, I can't anymore, I want to go back home.

If you find this letter, call my family.

I am somewhere in the Indian ocean, but I don't know exactly where.

Please, HELP ME !