Day 13 Diary

Darkness.

My life so happy but now so...so dark!
I feel like I'm stuck in a dream only I can't wake up.
My eyes flicker open.

Darkness.

Shut.

Darkness.
Why me?!

I open my mouth to scream but no sound comes out.

I try to move my arms, throwing them in the air.
I force myself up.
Suddenly I can see again.
A carpet of red bathes the normal lime green grass.
A ruff rope lies a bit further onwards looking like its just been flung that way.

I look round and see a smallish pond.
My hand moves to my parched throat.
I stand shakily and take a wobbly step forward, then another and another until I’m running towards the water.
I freeze.
As I stare into the murky water I see a stranger stare back.
My hair is longer and is an absolute mess after…after a long time without a hairbrush.
My face.
Deep cuts cover my mouth.
My eyes are bloodshot and my cheeks white.

I avert my eyes and lower my lips to the water.

As I once again look around I’m in a kind-of clearing.
Bush and shrub surround me but no trees.
I begin to walk away when I here the low drown of a helicopter.
I freeze.
A blue rescue helicopter hovers above me.
It begins to drop lower and lower until finally landing on the ground a few metres away from me.

Relief sweeps over me as I see a medic come running towards me.

“Is anyone else with you?” He says in an urgent, ruff voice.
“No.” I say to find my curtain voice shaky.
“Age?”
“11”
“Any relatives?”
“Napier”
“Last name?”
I shake my head.
“I can’t remember!”
He sighs and carry’s me to the helicopter.
He hands me a warm drink and tells me to drink it.
I do.

I fell myself slide slowly but surly into a unwanted deep sleep.