We were over China, on our way to Seoul, South Korea. Everything was fine for the first hour. But later, the pilot told us there was a problem with the engine and that we should be fine. It never got better. It got worse and worse, it was a very bumpy ride and by the time we were out of China, the other engine failed. We went down into the ocean, we were sinking very fast. Quinton's leg got stuck in the chair, but he told me and Nella to run. The plane was slowly filling with water. I didn't want to leave him there, but he forced me to leave him. There was an impalement in the back, which poured in water through the hole. It was big enough for me and Nella to jump out of the plane into the wide, dark ocean. I was on the swim team for fifteen years, so I knew how to swim, but Nella was only a beginner. Her lungs gave out about half-way to the top. I couldn't save her.
I didn't have time to cry or scream, the minute I reached the top of the water I tried swimming closer to shore, but it was miles away. No one would hear me, everyone sunk and died. I was so tired, I wanted to stop but I couldn't. There was a helicopter that flew by, but they were too high to be able to see me. Then before I could make any escape, a current pulled me under. I tried to fight it, I took off my sweater and took out my braids to lose weight, but I couldn't help anything. I couldn't hold my breath too much longer. I felt so tired like I was going to pass out. I drifted off and passed out because of lack of oxygen. I never reached the surface again.
At least I could see my parents, Quinton, and Nella, all together again. Maybe death was meant to be. My life could've been so much more than what it was. I could've had my dream job. I could've traveled more. I maybe didn't make it to my final destination, but everyone has to die. Sometimes death is painful and slow, others are quick. My gravestone was made next to Quinton and Nella, but our bodies, of course, were never found. But if I learned one thing, it was to never give up. Once you give up, it's all gone.
My parents, Nella, Quinton, and I, are all sitting together at a table together, eating food as clouds blow by at the gates. Everything is peaceful, I promise, everyone becomes their better selves up in the clouds. I could finally thank my parents for the trip I had.
Not every story has a happy ending.
!! Notes !!
Hey, you've reached the end. I know it was a short/sad ending to it, but I overall think it's a good book. :)Please tell me your opinions about it! Thank you for reading!
- Mia (author)
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Wandering Roads
Short StoryAfter her parents' death, Ivani finds a box with childhood items and a map. Along with her friend, Quinton, they travel around the world to these special places. Not everything works out, does it? New friend, new thoughts, new life?