The boy in the ruins

It was pitch black, nothing. All I had was my fiery flame, from my wooden torch. My pale, swollen feet trudging on the cold pebbly floor. Splinters on my burnt hands from the rough wood of the torch, I couldn’t afford to drop it, since it was my only source of light. All of a sudden, a beam of light shone on my lifeless face. I had forgotten what it was like to see light; I Had not seen it in a long time.  I saw the symmetric patterns on the stone walls. I stubbed my toe on what I think are old, cobblestone stairs. I lift up my foot onto the first rocky step. One. Two. Three. I can feel my heart is pounding. One. Two. Three. I finally reach the top. I tilt my head up, only to see a dark, gloomy passage way, like a haunted house, waiting for someone to enter. I took one step closer. Then another. Then another. The charcoal path sucking me in like a child in an irresistible playground. When I enter, I feel a pang of regret in my dark heart. I knew now, there was no turning back. I was a piece in a game of death, and there was no escape.

The girl in the rain-forest

I looked ahead of me, but nothing, except a weeping willow and the damp ground guiding me through a never ending path. My dirty leather shoes trudging through the thick mud, oozing in the cracks of my old, worn-out soles. My knotted hair drooping over my pale, lifeless face. My legs weak and shaking as if I am about to collapse. Hope filling my lungs but my future is not bright. I feel like I am a puppet on its last strings. My dark heart filling up with misery, death, failure and punishment. I can see death not far ahead of me. I know this is my fate. I am an empty bottle that has been forgotten by everybody I care about. I am trapped in a time, forever waiting, a never ending path. My friends, gone. My family, gone. I have lost everything, so what should I live for? No matter what happens to me, I will always be the lonely girl lost in the rainforest.

The Two Tragedies

I am Lost. I couldn’t remember the last time I saw light, or my beloved family. I look ahead, but instead of seeing nothing, I see a dark, gloomy, hole. I crawl in, un-alarmed about what could happen to me.

I proceeded on my dark journey, engulfed in curiosity and eeriness about what is ahead of me.  I take one more step forward, only to see a speck of light coming from above. By the minute, it’s increasing by size. I run forward, in hope of life, only to lay my eyes on…

I close my eyes, only to feel my thudding heartbeat that was like my whole life had flashed before my eyes. I can see my mother. My father. My brother. I had a family. I open my eyes, only to see a whole city of ruins, swallowing all darkness. My eyes aching in agony, as I haven’t seen light for as long as I could remember.

I run forward in hope of life beyond darkness, but in front of me I see an outline of another living human standing a couple of feet away from me. I freeze in shock. I can’t move. I can’t breathe. I can’t believe what I have just witnessed. I gasp for breath.

I hear a gasp. I spin around. I see another figure eyeing me down like a predator hunting its prey.  My heart is pounding. I urge myself to say something, but I am loss for words. We’re both a statue. I can’t believe what I have just witnessed.

“Uhh……Hhhi.” I mutter with a shaking voice. I feel a sudden connection slot into my once lonely heart. I feel a tingly feeling shiver up my spine. I think I remember her from somewhere. I suddenly remember. I had a family. I had a mother. I had a father. I had a sister. She is my sister.

I hesitate to answer. Then suddenly I feel a pang of life shoot through my black heart. I remember him. He was the person who made me smile and laugh. He was the person who encouraged me to try new things. He was the person who helped me overcome my fears. He is my brother. “I uhh… I remember you… you’re my…my brother.” I say, my eyes welling up with tears.

I start sprinting, not caring about the salty tears that are streaming down my cheeks, the ruins disappearing behind me. She starts running towards me as well, and in seconds, I feel the warmth of her arms wrapping around me. I’m hugging her so tight, that I may be cutting off the circulation in her arms.

I’ve missed you so much.” I hear her say in my ear, crying her eyes out.

”I’ve missed you too.”

“Do… do you remember mum and dad?” She asks curiously, finally releasing me, her voice still trembling from the tears.

“I do, I remember… I remember they used to read us bedtime stories, and, and cuddle us in their arms when we were sad. And-“

“And they used to say ‘I love you.’”

“C’mon, this place will crumble before we know it.” I say.

Before they could move one step, a rock fell from the ceiling onto my head.

“Ouch!”

The ground started to vibrate. I leaped up and she followed after me. Huge pieces of stone were plummeting from above us. We darted towards the exit. It was too late.

The rock had landed on top of my whole body. I was done for. I could hear his voice screaming my name, echoing around the room. That is when it fell silent. It was the end.

By Emma and Emily