I tried so hard to survive, for days I looked for food hopelessly, I tried to build something to live in but I couldn't, I ran away from many wild animals, and my relief from all that was being able to write down everything.
My scars were still opened especially the one on my arm, and it was slowing every step I took. Even though I had a med kit I didn't really know how to use it, I just tried to keep my hand steady. I don't even know why I was trying to survive all this, it was useless, I just wanted to let the rest of the human race as we know it live on, but how would they know this dimension was survivable?
I was sleeping when I heard a sudden crack on my left, I got up, looked around, and crossed eyes with some sort of creature, I stared into those, I remained paralyzed from the fear until it started running at me and I moved.
I ran as fast as I could as long as I could, hoping it'll disappear or something.
I didn't stop, not until I felt safe, I bent down on my knees, shouting for someone, I screamed so hard, but no one listened, "please just hear me out, please let me be gone, I lost everything I had", I bellowed in agony, cried my eyes out. As I was ready to surrender, as I felt my tears drooling down on my cheeks, I looked up, god had answered my prayers, I saw a silhouette of a boy, he walked slowly to me, looked down on me, his face was clearer now that he was closer, he seemed confused, curious, loving, he looked at me silently, gazed into my eyes, I stared at his soul, his body, his scars, his eyes, his face, his hair, all of it. I felt numb, no expression on my face, but than he grabbed me and said in a deep conforting voice "I got you come on get up, don't give up you're stronger than that". He carried me in what I assumed was his house, he put me down on a bed made up of branches and leaves, cleaned my wounds, gave me a mix of medical plants, I didn't say a word, I just stared at him with both gratitude and affection.
I woke up to the sound of his voice, he was singing in an angelic voice, I smiled, he noticed and smiled back shyly and stopped. He was crafting an arrow. I studied his hand movements, admired his fingers, how did he survive. I had to many questions but I rathered watch him than break this peaceful silence.
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switching dimensions
Science FictionA girl in a town in 2205 committed a crime for self defense. She was about to get ejected in what they call the outside world but she volunteered to get into an invention that makes you switch dimensions and find out if it is survivable. She finds a...
