Sunlight.
It was sunlight shining through the lighting water.
It glycined.
Was she dead?
Was her soul ejecting her earthly body?
Was this the end?
Skye's body floated up to the surface of the water surrounding her. She squinted her eyes and examained her body. It was the the most indescribable feeling she had felt floating helplessly to the top of deathly water.
15,893 deaths,
6,152 injured,
2,572 people missing.
Skye slowly reached the top of the merky water and just drifted along tge surface, her body in complete and utter shock. She coughed frantically in attempt to get the water out of her burning lungs, she coughed and coughed out water and tge occasional blood smear escaping as well.
Finally her body came to peace and she gently treaded the water slowly breathing in and out.
Never in her life had she been so grateful for oxygen, heck she was grateful for being alive.
She swam to a ruin nearby and lay down on top of her. Was there anybody that could help her?
Were there any other survivers?
She sat their questioning everything while fear and anxiety took hold of her petite body.
"Help!" she screamed her voice horse, " somebody help me please!"
She began to cry and scream, she was so scared such a small twelve year old girl alone in her tragic state.
She had a few long scratches along her forehead, a swollen ankle, an split open knee and a stomach wound which hurt the most and looked the worst.
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Disasters Come Naturally
Mystery / ThrillerSkye Finnik turned twelve years old on the date of her birthday . March 11th 2011. Water gushed as it filled the town she called home where she had moved to three years ago from Greece. Right before her eyes she saw her town being torn apart by mass...
