My name is Blu Storm. No, the name is not fake. I inherited my name from my hippie grandmother, Ellie. I mean, grow up with the name "Blu Storm" and you ask for the punches. Right now, I'm fourteen. And to explain who I am right now, I'll trust you will my secret, my opening... my everything. Well, where "my everything" disappeared.
When I was thirteen and travelling to go see our Aunt Leona, it was my first plane ride. My sister, Heidi, was sitting by me on the trip and Mom was sitting by her. The flight attendant was walking down the aisle with the peanuts and sodas. I shoved Heidi off me when her head fell on my shoulder, she shook her head and blinked her eyes at me, "Did you just push me?"
"No." I smirked.
"I think you did," she said.
"You must be imagining things," I looked away.
"Will you two just pretend to get along?" Mom asked us.
In chorus, we sighed and leaned back.
I heard the captain speaking through the intercom saying there was a storm coming up ahead so we should buckle our seatbelts. Everyone was making little clicking noises by fastening up. I looked around the plane and some of the people.
I saw a little girl looking at me, a stuffed bunny was in her arms. She smiled and waved her little arm at me. I waved back. I made my cheeks blow up. She giggled and copied me. I squinted, she squinted. We both smile at one another.
The smile fell off when the plane jumped and everyone gasped. Some of the people started whispering, uneasy. The flight attendants began to take their seats and tried to look calm but it was clear they were nervous as the passengers. I looked at Mom and my sister. They looked back at me. I wiped fake sweat off my head, dramatically. That made them smile.
Another bump came and a little cry came from someone. The captain's intercom came on and he announced, "Be ready for some turbulence."
I gulped and gripped the armrests. I frowned as I took a long relaxing breath, "It is alright."
Heidi smiled, "Blu, you look ready to faint."
"Shut up," I said through clenched teeth.
Mom let out a small gasp of surprise when another jump came and then it stopped to easy flying. We relaxed and at that moment, the plane got another and another and another, jump after jump. Everyone was shrieking and I let out a small shriek when I saw someone point out the window. We were falling! We were going toward the ground, not like we're landing. Like we were crashing.
"Mom!" I screamed.
Heidi grabbed my arm and I let her squeeze my hand. I heard my sister begin to pray and we weren't religious but she kept whispering, "Dear God, please don't let us die."
"We aren't going to die!" I exclaimed.
"We are! We are!" Heidi yelled out.
Mom looked at us and I saw tears in her eyes, "I love you two."
"Mom, we aren't going to die!" I said.
"Yes, we are!" Heidi said.
Mom looked down sadly, "Dear lord, please watch my daughters if I may not make it and if they do not, please let me pass on with them."
"We aren't going to die!" I screamed at them. Who were these people? Where was their hope?
"Mommy!" Heidi screamed when I felt the plane go onto the ground, its left wing landing first and sliding rough. People on the left screamed out as the glass began to break and shatter into pieces. The plane skidded in a long twirl and the back suddenly split up from the front. My family and I were on the lower part and we screamed as loud as we can as the front suddenly burst up in flames.
"Oh, God, please don't let us die!" Heidi screamed out, crying heavily. Her face wet and her eyes red. I felt another explosion come from my left and people were screaming, crying, sobbing... oh, I was in hell. Please, please, let us live. I beg of you! Now, I was praying. I was praying for one last moment.
Another heat spread throughout. I lifted my seatbelt and tried to climb out on the flaming plane. I looked at my family. Mom was holding onto the armrest but limply. Her eyes wide open, blood coming down her forehead.
"No!" I screamed.
I looked at Heidi, she was staring at me, her eyes still blinking. I grabbed her small body and pulled her along with me. I saw her stomach was bleeding badly and I began to sob harder. I heard sirens and suddenly I collapsed. I was so tired. I was so very tired.
Men lifted me and my sister up. I watched as my limp sister was given CPR and then all at once, the world froze. The paramedic looked at the others and shook his head, "She's gone..."
People were all around me. Questions being asked that I could answer since I could speak. I couldn't speak since my throat burned and that I was sure I would just burst into salty tears.
"So she is the only survivor?" one paramedic asked a policeman.
And the policeman looked at me and slowly, he nodded. And I finally broke, I broke into tears. "I want my Mom!"
I never wanted my mother to hold me because I felt mature. And I was. But for that moment, I was a scared child wanting a warm blanket, a nice hot cocoa, and my mother to tell me everything would be alright. And now, I couldn't have that. Hours later, when my tears were gone, all I felt was numbness.
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Author's Note: Hey, guys, thanks so much for reading. This story is just the beginning sorry to make it so depressing. I'll put different music videos in each one so you can get the true image of what the chapter is like. Thank you for reading again!!! It broke my heart to write this but I had to explain why Blu is so... numb. Wouldn't you be? Can't get any worse? Ha! Yeah, it can...
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