Stranded
Why is she so calm?
[WAVES CRASHING] [BIRDS CHIRPING] I felt a sudden pain on my forehead. I opened my eyes and I sucked in a breath.
"Ouch." I put my fingers on my head where I felt the pain.
"Ow!" Yup, that was definitely a cut.
I looked at my fingertips and there was a little bit of blood.
"Well, that's nice." I said to myself.
Then I looked to my right and saw a person covered in blood. I shrieked as I shot up from my seat. My heart stopped as I took in my surroundings. I covered my mouth at the sight. I sawblood splattered across the windows. Everyone was on the floor or in their seats dead. They were in ruins and they all looked like fresh zombies. I felt tears build up.
Did we crash?
Then all the memories got shoved back into my head. I remembered everyone screaming, fighting and praying for their lives. A tear fell down. We did crash. I've never seen so much dead bodies in my entire life. Except for in horror movies, of course.
I couldn't look at this scene anymore. I felt like I was going to throw up. I ran out of the plane, avoiding the dead bodies sprawled across the aisles. I wiped the tears that was nonstop falling. That was horrifying. I shuddered at the thought of how the people must've died. A woman holding onto her dear baby as the plane comes plumming dow- Stop it Bri! Stop thinking like that! I shook my head.
My legs grew tired and I slowed down to a stop. I was at a beach, with the sun rays blazing down at me. I was already starting to get hot. Great, now I'm on the island all alone. I'm going to live here. A place full of deadly tarantulas and other deadly creatures.
I sighed as I sat down and played with the sand. Letting it fall through my fingers. Somehow this relaxed me. I thought about all the stuff that just happened. The plane crashed. Everyone died and I am the only survivor. I am alone on this island. I am.. completely stranded. I could see my vision getting blurry as I felt my tears overflowing. I blinked and the tears rolled down. And they wouldnt stop falling. I couldn't believe it. I have nobody. Nobody to talk to. Nobody to save me. Wait- I have a fiance! Yeah! He's going to notice that I havent returned home and he will contact the police and will send a search rescue for me. But, I can't get my hopes up high. I am just going to have to wait. Until then, I will have to survive on this island. Alone. Another tear fell. I laid down on the warm sand behind me.
Maybe this is all a dream. Hmm. Maybe if I pinch myself I will wake up from this nightmare. I reached over to my left arm and pinched myself.
"Ah!" I yelled. Nope not dreaming.
Maybe if I do something more painful. What if I face-palmed my face? I face-palmed my face repeatedly. Ugh! I'm not waking up! What if I splashed some water in my face? I crawled over to where the shore is at. I waited for a wave to come. When it came I quickly splashed my face with water.
"WHY AREN'T I WAKING UP?!?!" I yelled in frustration.
I finally gave up. This isn't a dream. Then I felt a slight pinch on my forehead where my cut was at. Oh yeah, the ocean has salt in it.
"Aahhhh.. " I whined as the salt settled into my cut. "Stupid pain." I said to myself.
---
A while passed and I was throwing pebbles into the ocean. Just letting my boredom take over. I was feeling really dpressed. I just wanted to die honestly. I mean who wants to live in an island? Especially alone? I have no idea how to even survive. Except I watched some National Geographic stuff and people surviving the wilderness alone. But I don't really want to drink my own piss. That's just gross. [STOMACH GRUMBLING] I groaned at my now hungry stomach. Just what I needed. Ooh! Maybe I have some M&Ms in my luggage! But- .. there's .. dead people there. I really don't want to go back in there. It's depressing. At least it's not like your going to run into a zombie. And plus, I'm going to have to get in there sometime..
I got up and shook off the sand from my jeans. I walked along the shore and finally reached the plane. I took in a deep breath.
"I can do this, I can do this. Just don't look at the bodies." I said to myself.
But as I walked in, couldn't help but stare at the people. I know this makes me sick to my stomach but I couldn't help it. I walked down the aisle, again, avoiding the sprawled bodies. When I looked above my seat, I couldn't see my luggage.
"Aw.. Where did it go?" I said to myself. I tend to talk to myself.
I looked around the plane, feeling a bit queasy seeing all the dead people, but nothing I can't handle. I looked around longer and I even had to lift people's arms up to see if they have it hiding or something. I don't know why I thought that people would have my luggage under their arms. I act stupid when I'm hungry. As I countinued my hunt, I noticed a very familiar guy. Then I realized that it was him. That rude guy I accidentally bumped into before we crashed. I don't why, but I continued to stare at him. He really wasn't that bad. He just had a few bruises and cuts here and there.
~ Harry's POV ~
I groaned as I felt my brain thump against my skull in a rhythm. I fluttered my eyes open and I saw these big blue eyes staring down at me.
"Ah!" I yelled as I shot up from seat and hit my head against hers.
"Ow!" She says as she rubs forehead.
"What're you doing?!" I rubbed my head in annoyment.
My eyes got big as I took in my setting.
"What happened?!" I yelled in panic.
I know I'm a man and I shouldn't be panicking like a girl but I can't help it. This is a very ... bloody scene.
"Which question do you want me to answer?" She asks.
How could she not be panicking? And I am?!
"Both." I responded, still looking around.
"Weeelllll... Long story short, the plane crashed." She said as she looked around for something.
I still couldn't believe my eyes. Blood was everywhere. I'm surprised she wasn't vomiting. [GASP]
"Found it! Yes!" The girl says as she reached over my seat and grabbed a turquoise luggage. She ran down the aisle, dodging the dead bodies as she ran out the plane.
"Come on!" She yells as she ran to the beach.
Why is she so calm?
"Ouch." I put my fingers on my head where I felt the pain.
"Ow!" Yup, that was definitely a cut.
I looked at my fingertips and there was a little bit of blood.
"Well, that's nice." I said to myself.
Then I looked to my right and saw a person covered in blood. I shrieked as I shot up from my seat. My heart stopped as I took in my surroundings. I covered my mouth at the sight. I sawblood splattered across the windows. Everyone was on the floor or in their seats dead. They were in ruins and they all looked like fresh zombies. I felt tears build up.
Did we crash?
Then all the memories got shoved back into my head. I remembered everyone screaming, fighting and praying for their lives. A tear fell down. We did crash. I've never seen so much dead bodies in my entire life. Except for in horror movies, of course.
I couldn't look at this scene anymore. I felt like I was going to throw up. I ran out of the plane, avoiding the dead bodies sprawled across the aisles. I wiped the tears that was nonstop falling. That was horrifying. I shuddered at the thought of how the people must've died. A woman holding onto her dear baby as the plane comes plumming dow- Stop it Bri! Stop thinking like that! I shook my head.
My legs grew tired and I slowed down to a stop. I was at a beach, with the sun rays blazing down at me. I was already starting to get hot. Great, now I'm on the island all alone. I'm going to live here. A place full of deadly tarantulas and other deadly creatures.
I sighed as I sat down and played with the sand. Letting it fall through my fingers. Somehow this relaxed me. I thought about all the stuff that just happened. The plane crashed. Everyone died and I am the only survivor. I am alone on this island. I am.. completely stranded. I could see my vision getting blurry as I felt my tears overflowing. I blinked and the tears rolled down. And they wouldnt stop falling. I couldn't believe it. I have nobody. Nobody to talk to. Nobody to save me. Wait- I have a fiance! Yeah! He's going to notice that I havent returned home and he will contact the police and will send a search rescue for me. But, I can't get my hopes up high. I am just going to have to wait. Until then, I will have to survive on this island. Alone. Another tear fell. I laid down on the warm sand behind me.
Maybe this is all a dream. Hmm. Maybe if I pinch myself I will wake up from this nightmare. I reached over to my left arm and pinched myself.
"Ah!" I yelled. Nope not dreaming.
Maybe if I do something more painful. What if I face-palmed my face? I face-palmed my face repeatedly. Ugh! I'm not waking up! What if I splashed some water in my face? I crawled over to where the shore is at. I waited for a wave to come. When it came I quickly splashed my face with water.
"WHY AREN'T I WAKING UP?!?!" I yelled in frustration.
I finally gave up. This isn't a dream. Then I felt a slight pinch on my forehead where my cut was at. Oh yeah, the ocean has salt in it.
"Aahhhh.. " I whined as the salt settled into my cut. "Stupid pain." I said to myself.
---
A while passed and I was throwing pebbles into the ocean. Just letting my boredom take over. I was feeling really dpressed. I just wanted to die honestly. I mean who wants to live in an island? Especially alone? I have no idea how to even survive. Except I watched some National Geographic stuff and people surviving the wilderness alone. But I don't really want to drink my own piss. That's just gross. [STOMACH GRUMBLING] I groaned at my now hungry stomach. Just what I needed. Ooh! Maybe I have some M&Ms in my luggage! But- .. there's .. dead people there. I really don't want to go back in there. It's depressing. At least it's not like your going to run into a zombie. And plus, I'm going to have to get in there sometime..
I got up and shook off the sand from my jeans. I walked along the shore and finally reached the plane. I took in a deep breath.
"I can do this, I can do this. Just don't look at the bodies." I said to myself.
But as I walked in, couldn't help but stare at the people. I know this makes me sick to my stomach but I couldn't help it. I walked down the aisle, again, avoiding the sprawled bodies. When I looked above my seat, I couldn't see my luggage.
"Aw.. Where did it go?" I said to myself. I tend to talk to myself.
I looked around the plane, feeling a bit queasy seeing all the dead people, but nothing I can't handle. I looked around longer and I even had to lift people's arms up to see if they have it hiding or something. I don't know why I thought that people would have my luggage under their arms. I act stupid when I'm hungry. As I countinued my hunt, I noticed a very familiar guy. Then I realized that it was him. That rude guy I accidentally bumped into before we crashed. I don't why, but I continued to stare at him. He really wasn't that bad. He just had a few bruises and cuts here and there.
~ Harry's POV ~
I groaned as I felt my brain thump against my skull in a rhythm. I fluttered my eyes open and I saw these big blue eyes staring down at me.
"Ah!" I yelled as I shot up from seat and hit my head against hers.
"Ow!" She says as she rubs forehead.
"What're you doing?!" I rubbed my head in annoyment.
My eyes got big as I took in my setting.
"What happened?!" I yelled in panic.
I know I'm a man and I shouldn't be panicking like a girl but I can't help it. This is a very ... bloody scene.
"Which question do you want me to answer?" She asks.
How could she not be panicking? And I am?!
"Both." I responded, still looking around.
"Weeelllll... Long story short, the plane crashed." She said as she looked around for something.
I still couldn't believe my eyes. Blood was everywhere. I'm surprised she wasn't vomiting. [GASP]
"Found it! Yes!" The girl says as she reached over my seat and grabbed a turquoise luggage. She ran down the aisle, dodging the dead bodies as she ran out the plane.
"Come on!" She yells as she ran to the beach.
Why is she so calm?
Notes
HEY GUYS! HERES THE UPDATE! SORRY FOR THE WAIT!! ;D I ALREADY HAVE THE NEXT CHAPTER WRITTEN SO I WILL UPLOAD MAYBE TONIGHT IF NOT, TOMORROW. ;) THANKS FOR READING AND PLEASE RATE AND SUBSCRIBE!! I ALSO LOVE TO READ COMMENTSON OTHER NEWS! THE "IM IN LOVE WITH MY BEST FRIEND?" STORY HAS A LOT OF ERRORS AND I WILL FIX IT SOMETIME.. AND WHEN I DO, I WILL START UPLOADING AGAIN. LOOKING BACK AT THE STORY.. I WAS SKIPPING PARTS!! SORRY IF IT WAS CONFUSING!! :S
10/25/13