I wake up to the sound of waves around me. I didn't open my eyes for fear I was dead. Where am I? I know only one thing. My name is Cora. I open my eyes to see palm trees and a blue sky above. I'm laying on my back on a sandy beach. I sit up and look around. I can only see the blue-green waters far across the sea. I look down at myself and see I am wearing blue well fit jeans, brown hikeing boots, a faded green t-shirt, and a black bag. I stood up to remove the bag and quickly go light headed. I realize that I have a massive headache. I stumble and sit back down on the hot dry sand.
I tell myself to calm down but the pain is over powering. I start to crawl over to the shade of the palm trees not far off. I knew I needed rest, but where was I? Who am I? Why am I alone? I got to a palm tree and rested in its shade. Before I knew it, I was sleeping.
A boat. I was on a boat. I look around and see nicely dressed people walking around, men in nice suits, women in evening gowns. I look down at myself and see I'm in a long blue dress witch fit me way to good for my sake. There is a man and a woman standing near by who smiles at me sweetly, like they know who I am. I try to smile back in return. The lady sences something is wrong and walks over to me and says "Cora? Whats wrong? Are you okay?" I don't respond."Speak to my child!" She says with a woried look on her face. "Who-who are you?" By then the man walks over and starts looking me over. "Coraline? Coraline whats wrong?" The lady speaks again. "Oh David! She must have hit her head! She dosn't know who we are!" She starts sobbing, I want to say something, but I wake up before I can.
I wake up in a cold swet. The sun was setting as I think about my dream. Who were those people? Why do I feel like I should now them? My mind floods with questions, with sadly no awnsers. "I can't think about that now." I tell myself. Its getting darker by the secound and I need somewhere to stay. Maybe there is a town near by? I grab my bag and start out on the beach.
I had to admit, it is breath taking here. The way the sun is setting, shining its colerful rays of light on the sea. Turning the clouds pink and orange. I strain my eyes trying to look for any type of thing that shows that people are near by. I finely find a large tree and climb in it to stay for the night. Hopeing I will be able to figure out what happend to me. But for now, rest.
As I wake up to the sound of birds. Everywhere. I open my eyes to a small yellow bird. As it tilts its little head I smile, and whach as it flies off. For a second I start to think about my family, my little brother playing with a toy boat on the living room rug. Wait. What? I try to think about him again, but I can't find his face. I try to think about the color of the rug... nothing. I groan in frustraition and start to get a headache again. How long will this last?! I rub my temples in a slow moition trying to ease the pain. It slowly begins to go away. I jump at the sound of a low rumble. And laugh at myself just knowing its hunger. I open my bag and start to lay out the things inside it on the large tree trunk. Hopeing there will be something to eat.
I unzip the bag and slide my hand inside, grasping something cold as I pull it out. Its silver and shiny as the morning rays of light flash through the trees and reflect on it. I open it up, and see that it is a compass. For some reason I know how to use it. I close it and start to set it down and see someone in the reflection. Its myself. Brownish blond hair pulled up into a pony tail. My eyes are a light blue with just a hint of green. Long dark eye lashes, tanned, almost goldenish skin. I set down compass and reach into the bag again. I feel soft fabrick with my hand and pulled it out. A black pull over. I set it down and reach in again. I pull out a small tin water bottle, yet, to my great disappointment is empty. I set it down next to the other things and reach in. This time its a small brown bag. I undo the strings holding it together and find two black rocks. I can't think of what they could be but set them down next to the other things. I again search the bag. Grabing what seems to be the last thing in there, I hold it up. Leather? I look at it more closely and find strap rapped around it. I unrap and open it. I look to what I think is a map. Yes, I am on a island. I keep the map out as I start putting away my things. Nothing to eat. I have to find something soon, and water. I think as my mouth gets dryer.
I climb half way down the trunk of the tree and jump off. I land with a small thud. The early morning light catches every dew drop still stuck on grass, tree's and most everything else. I shiver a little and grab the pull over from my bag and slip it on. Much better. I smile to myself and start walking to the sandy beach. As I walk down the beach I try to stay positive, but as I think of the things that happened the past day. I crumble. I drop to my knees. I am so confussed. I start to cry, needing someone. Anyone. I wipe my tears and look up to the ocean in frount of me. As I look to my right I see some thing far off on the water. At first I think it is a rock, but then it moves. I slides across the water and past some bolders and out of veiw. I quickly get up and start to run in that direction. I'm out of breth a little more than half way there but keep going. I climb up the bolders and slide down to the other side. As I land on my feet I feel a shart pain on my lower left leg. I fall to the ground in pain. I start to see red dots. I'm dizzy as I try to get up. I finely sit up and look at my left foot. I really don't think its sposed to turn that way. The pain shoots up my leg as I try to push away from the water lapping up on the bolders. Tears streaming down my face as I keep going. I get into the shade of a tree and sit back.
I try to slow my breath. Panicing would just make it worce. I shut my eyes not wanting to look at my ankle. I can just tell its sprained or something. The tears stop but I don't notice. I slowly lay down on my side and hug my stomach praying I won't through up. I am trying to stay awake, not knowing who that person was, and if I was in any harm. Well, more than I already am. If thats possible. I can't help but pass out under the tree. I am reeled into darkness of sleep.
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Teen FictionCora, a 17 year old girl, wakes up on a island. With no memory. Alone. Or so she thinks. As she tries to find out about her past life, she finds out more about her future.