I don't like starting my stories like this.I honestly don't want to even tell this story. But people need to know.. This is my story about my survival of the Titans.
I opened my eyes. Not all the way..just enough to see. Their was fire, and ash, and destroyed buildings everywhere. I was shocked! Then droplets of blood fell to the ground. I then noticed that I had a wound on my forehead. It wasn't deep though. I then looked around for my parents. I found my Dad with a wood plank piercing his chest. He was dead.
But I was to frightened to cry. I then saw my Mom with a broken leg..only 5 feet away from her was a Titan. I hopelessly saw my Mom die in the hands of it. I had no other choice but to retrieve my survival pack and go to the village hidden in the mountains.
Only 5 minutes up the mountains, and I heard a noise so loud I almost passed out. And when I saw the big shadow, I knew I was in big trouble.
