It is dark when Joanne wakes up. Her head hurts and it feels like her hand is broken but the pain doesn't bug her much. Joanne sits up and looks around but everything is blurry. The sun is slowly rising in the east and long shadows are cast among the trees surrounding her.
"How long was i out?" She mutters
Seventeen hours idiot the voice speaks, startling Joanne.
"Thanks" she says very unauthenticly, she didn't really want the voice to answer. She hoped someone was alive. Clearly no one was around still.
As the sun rose higher over the trees she assessed the damage done to the bus. It looked like someone blew up a million people.
It seemed like everyone on the bus and the truck that followed was torn to peices, organs strewn out among the trees and undergrowth. Bones sticking out at certain places in mangled bodies, skulls cracked open, fearful looks still frozen on some peoples faces and their bodies lay destroyed on the grasses of the woods.
There Joanne stood in shock, staring at all the bastards that hated her for years. She felt sorry for them. Joanne saw this as karma for their fucked up ways of life. But she still felt remorse.
She glanced up the hill. She couldn't see the road and there was clearly a canyon and cliff making it inpossible to reach the road. That's when she heard the voice again
You know very well that you are stuck here alone. Might as well explore and make this your new home sweet home. And get used to my voice
"Never you bastard. I'll do what you say but I'm not getting used to it fuck face" she yelled as she walked around finding the largest bag. After she found a large black bag. She found a large messenger bag and then her small messenger bag. She then searched the wreckage. She found food, 4 lighters, water bottles, etc. In the truck she found rope, a survival kit, a first aid kit and all kinds of useful stuff she would count when she found a place to stay and make shelter at. Let's be off then
The voice sounded in her head as she headed in the opposite direction. Knowing that her usual life was being destroyed like the bus.
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Hey! Dont know if anyone really reads my stuff.... But if you do thanks much! I will keep it coming, it does get really interesting after a while.
Anyways hope you enjoy my messed up way of writing
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Lost And Almost Alone
RomanceA girl gets trapped in the woods after her schools bus crashes on its way to a remote forest high school field trip. There is only one known survivor, her and her mind, or is that really all there is?
