The Girl On the Island By Aliyah Curtis

Chapter 8: Answers

Chapter 8: Answers
I closed my eyes shut and covered them with my hands. I held my breath in fear and could not take any more of this! I didn't know what was there, but I knew it wouldn't be good. As my uncle would say,
"There is a .000.000.001% chance of it being exactly what you want it to be."
And at this point, I was starting to think he was right. But boy, wasn't I proved wrong! Through the bushes, came out two people, a woman, and a man.
"Kalah?" The woman said, in a kind voice, "Is it really you?"
"Umm," I stuttered, "How do you know my name?" I was so confused.
"You've grown so much! How did you get here?" asked the man.
"Was there a storm?" asked the woman.
I didn't know what was happening and now I was really confused.
"Yes but-" I couldn't finish my sentence. The man and woman had already run up, through the waves and were hugging me! I was now really REALLY confused. I slowly backed away but for some reason I wanted to stay. The couple was familiar.
"You don't remember us?" The lady asked.
"No," I quickly replied. The couple held hands and looked at me.
"We're your parents!" They said together. My parents? Then I remembered. All the photos my aunt and uncle showed me, all the old videos, the photo albums, it was them. It was really them. A tear fell down my face and I ran up to them! Giving them the biggest hug I think I had ever given. I felt happy. A moment of silence happened. We stayed there for a second. I mean, wouldn't you? If you hadn't seen your parents in eight years, I'm guessing that you would hug them too. But now, I have so many questions!
"Wait," I said, "If you're my parents, we all thought you died, how did you not?" I asked, as we slowly walked back to shore.
"Well," Mom said, I'm so glad to call someone that! "When you and your aunt and uncle were on the beach, and me and your father were out at sea, a giant storm happened, and we assumed that we were good at being ridden through storms, so we didn't go back to shore, assuming it was just a sprinkle. But we were wrong." She paused and looked at my dad. "When the storm started to get bigger, we decided to head back, but the current was pushing us toward the island, we couldn't do anything to stop it. We crashed our beloved boat on the island and we've been tapped here since."
"The same thing happened to me!" I blurted out, "I've had some crazy adventures!"
"Really?" asked dad, "How long have you been here?"
"About a couple of weeks." Then I thought of something, "How did you guys not see me?"
"We have our camp on the other side of the island, and the only time we came over to this side is because there was a fire," dad said, "and we didn't want the island to burn, so we poured buckets of-"
"Water!" I said, realizing everything. It was all falling into place!
"When you saw the fire, you poured buckets of water on it! And then it started raining! It wasn't the rain that put out the fire, it was you guys! Thank you!"
"Wait," said mom, "you knew about the fire?"
"Yes!" I replied, "I kinda, accidentally, mabey, started it?"
My parents looked at each other and smiled.
"It is okay." Dad said. Then I thought of something.
"Wait, why weren't you saved by any campers? I mean if you were here so long?"
"Well," said Mom, "when we crashed, it rained a couple days after and we were all mudy, and when campers came, apparently there were ghost stories about this island and they thought we were ghosts. So no one ever rescued us. And as you can see now, our clothes have been through some rough times, and to campers, we looked like ghosts. Especially at night."
All of a soden, the sun came out. The chills of cold that went down my back went away, and the breeze that once was cold and wet, became warm, the water became clearer and the fog and mist disappeared. I honestly felt as if I had been in a fairy tale. All was calm, always good, and I think my parents felt the same way.
Then we just, talked. We did have a lot of catching up to do. We talked about Mom and Dad's boat, sailing, surfing, Aunt Cass and Uncle Dave, and the latest trends and movies.
"I haven't seen a movie in eight years," said Dad, "My favorites were the back to the future movies."
"And mine where the Iron Man movies!" My mom added. It was so crazy that they were alive. At first I couldn't believe it, literally, but after a while, I kinda got used to the idea of having a mom and dad. And sometimes, I accidentally called Dad Uncle Dave! They are brothers and look exactly alike.
"Wait," I interrupted, "do you know where your boat is?"
"No..." answered Mom, "I haven't seen it since we got stranded."
"Ya," Dad added, "we wished we'd known when we got here, so we can use the sail as a blanket, and use the fishing line. But when we crashed, we needed food,"
"So we entered the forest," Mom continued for dad, "I believe we walked all the way to the other side of the island, then, we got lost. We soon found out that this side of the island was much more dangerous than the side we live on. So, we stayed."
"We stayed till we saw a fire, we put it out and hopefully, would find sane people who don't believe in ghosts."
"Mom, Dad!" I said excitedly, "I know where your boat is!"
"Where?" asked Mom, "Please do tell."
"Before I came to BedMard Island, I saw a white thing on the beach and didn't know what it was, but before I got too curious, the storm appeared, and I woke up on BedMard Island." I paused and looked up, "I know where it is!" I said, as I started running up the beach.
"Come on!" I yelled to my parents, "Follow me!"
Together, I ran up the beach in search of the boat, my parents following behind me. If we found their boat, we would have a fishing line! Every boat me or my family had ever had, always had a spare. Since mine was burnt in the fire. The sun was slowly setting, but from my view, it looked like it was setting faster than a race car! As I ran I dropped my book, but it was too late to get it now, I needed to get to the boat before the sun went down, or else no shelter, no food, and no flash lights. Did I mention that their boat was huge? Not as big as a pirate ship but bigger than my boat. Then I saw it, something white, and rainbow in the distance. I felt the sweat running down my face, my heart was pounding, and I was almost out of breath. I was so, close.
I honestly wouldn't be as excited like an hour ago, I wouldn't be as stoked, but now, I felt like I would never get off this terrible island. I was at 1% of my hope, and I needed something to charge it up again and this, hopefully was it.