Chapter 1

11 0 0
                                    

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

No people, no buildings, no grass. Nothing. All I can see as far as my eyes can go, is dirt. No cars, no trees, just mud. I'm walking, somewhere, nowhere. I'm looking down at the cracks in the dried mud, waiting and waiting, for something, nothing.

My name is Anna, and I am 15 years old, born October 7th 2005. At least that's what I think, I don't remember much from before. I hope one day I will figure it out. Find where I am supposed to be, how i'm supposed to live.

I can tell that the sun is going down for the night because I can see the moon on the other side. The cracks in the mud get darker and they seem to be getting bigger and deeper. I love the moon, I hate the night.

I will to find something, I need too. I have no life. Everything is the same. I lay down, I can feel my lungs expanding and collapsing, faster than before. It's quiet, all I can hear is the air moving in and out of my body.

I can feel the sun burning on my face and arms. The brightness is burning my eyes, as I try to open them. I can hear the sound of my stomach and feel the pain that you feel when you need food, hunger. But there is not much I can do, there is nothing else but me.

Anna's way backWhere stories live. Discover now