My dark, twisted and demented imagination

It's a matter of survival.

Nothing was right after the accident. My name is Luna, and this is my tale of the hijacked bus.

It was a fine morning, getting ready for school ready for my trip to Boston. I was super hyped. I walked into my room deciding what I should pack for my three-day trip. I bought two toasted plain bagels from Dunkin, two pairs of clothes, my phone, money for souvenirs, four water bottles and one egg sandwich. I was ready.  

30 minutes later...

I stepped onto the bus with one of my good friends,  her name is Syeda. We took the back seats. In front of her, I saw my crush laughing his head off with his friends. 30 minutes into the drive and things start to go wrong. 

First of all, everyone started to panic when they felt the force of brakes against the rock-hard ground. The bus stopped.  Gunshots were fired in the distance. I was freaking out. "WE'RE GONNA DIE!" I thought. I almost fainted. 

There was a voice on the radio player (is that what they call it?). It was very threating. "LISTEN UP YOU SHRIMPS! WHOEVER ISN'T ABLE TO GET TO THE TOP OF THE BUS, THEY WILL BE KILLED!*gunshot* GET OUT FIRST AND YOU WILL LIVE FOR NOW..."

I started crying. I didn't wanna die. But, I had an idea. I was having trouble opening the back door but I made it. I kicked it open, grabbed Syeda and ran. We ran far far away until we were safe. Or so we thought.

I start crying, while Syeda is consoling me. I tried contacting our parents, nobody answered the call. I contacted the police, they were tracing our call and were on their way. It was a cold night. I tried making a fire. It failed. We found shelter under a bridge and camped there for a few days.

3 days later...

I woke up to gunshots. I looked beside me and Syeda wasn't there I panicked. I looked around. She was nowhere. I started crying. I stepped in the muck, that muck was her dead body... I ran. I ran all the way to the campsite packed up all our things and ran for my life. Hiding, I started contacting my parents. THEY FINALLY ANSWERED. 

Me: "Hello? mom? I'm gonna die soon, long story and I'm in the middle of nowhere, CONTACT THE POLICE NOW."

* I hang up*

Mom: "Wait, WHAT!?! hello? hello?"

I was cornered. I had no place to hide. "THINK YOU CAN OUTSMART  US?" I saw two men with huge guns covered in black. Just before the bullet hit me. I woke up.

Authors Note:

Hope you liked my short horror story. I will be updating hopefully soon if I have some more interesting nightmares to share with all of you. - Luna