I drop the package on Amanda's bed.
Right now, finding Amanda is most important. I'll get another wisp if I have to, but there's no point if I don't have her around.
I stumble towards the balcony and lean over the iron railing.
"AMANDA? AMANDA ARE YOU OUT THERE?" I'm screaming again, still bawling my eyes out.
"Please, please, Amanda."
I lean back against the door and sit, unable to control my tears. The glass is cool, and the wind blows again.
The only way to find Amanda is if I search nonstop tomorrow, and I can't do that without any sleep.
I walk back into the room, sliding the door to the balcony closed, being sure to lock it. I cross over to the door in the front of the room, locking that as well.
The only thing I can do to prevent the wisp from disintegrating is to stick it in the mini freezer.
So that's what I do.
Finally, I'm able to crawl into bed, covering myself with the fluffy, white comforter, and I drift off.
I don't bother to change clothes, I just kick off my lame excuse for shoes, and drift off to dreamland. Without Amanda peacefully sleeping beside me, it seems like a nightmare.
YOU ARE READING
The Package
Teen FictionAfter a disease wipes out a large majority of the population, Willow's only hope of saving her sister is contained within one package. In order to save Amanda, Willow must risk her life. Will she be able to go against all odds and save herself?
