No no no. this seriously can't be happening.
I begin to panic. I'm in the middle of nowhere, my only friend is dead, and I don't know if the person... er... creature... thing... is still in the area. I have no idea what to do. I grimace as the tears fall from my eyes. I hate crying. It's weakness. I can't be weak. Now is not the time to be crying. Now is the time to be surviving.
Right now I am sitting on the edge of the road with a single pack filled with all the necessities. It's finally sunrise. I can feel the warmth of the Sun as it's light chases away the shadows. I've been sitting on the side of the road for hours, I know I should have been more productive, but I'm still in shock.
I take stock of everything for the hundredth time. After making sure I have everything I decide to change my bandages, I got a bad cut on my lower right ribs, one on my right thigh and a bunch of small cuts on my face and neck.
I stand up and stretch, being careful not to make my cuts bleed again. I face the road and look both ways. I'm not totally sure which way to go. If I continue the way we were heading, I could find the cabin. But, that could be a bad idea as there likely isn't phone service, but there could be a vehicle which would be a huge plus if it works. My only other option is to go the way we came and walk 50 or more miles to the nearest gas station... Which may not even be open.
I consider both options seriously. A wrong decision could cost me my life. I look both directions multiple times. Weighing the pros and cons of each one.
Once I make up my mind I step forward on to the road and turn to the left. I would say that I prayed to God for it to be the right way and let me survive, but I don't really believe there is a God. if there was, then why am I in this situation. My best friend dead. He never did anything wrong. he was a good guy, no, a great guy. He didn't deserve to die. Not like this.
I growl as a pesky tear falls down my cheek. I push back the overwhelming sorrow, not willing to give in to my emotions. Instead I focus on survival.
I'm headed to the cabin. I figure that at least then, I have a chance, instead of walking down a deserted gravel road. No one is coming to save me. No one knows where I am. I am on my own, but I am strong. I have to be. I WILL survive.
HEY GUYS! Sorry the short chapter, hope you are enjoying the book. I'm sure it's not great. Sorry if I don't update often enough, but I am a high school student, and a teen. I have to keep up with schooling and chores, this book comes after my main responsibilities, so I'm sorry if I am a little late to update. I have finals coming up so it may take a while for me to update. LOVE YOU GUYS! Hope you keep reading and stick with it. So far I only have 71 reads. hopefully that goes up, if not, oh well.
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Moon Filled Nights.
Roman pour AdolescentsMelody is just your average teen. Until something mysterious begins to happen in her life. From the strange conversation she overheard to the figure lurking in the shadows. Read the book to find out more, and how it all ends.