Just A Girl Thing

Chapter 5

1...2...3...4,5,6 I can't. Not that I don't want to but I just physically can't. I'll have to raise my arm and actually open my eyeballs. I groan as I try to pull my right arm up to my face. Too heavy, I thought. I could feel my arm. I could wiggle my fingers. I could just barely bend at my elbow. So is this my brain trying to regain my senses or is something on it? Someone. I use my other arm and pull that one to my face. I move the light debris and dust from around my head before rubbing my eyes awake.

I blink a few times. It was still really dusty. I could almost see a foot in front of me but beyond that, the air has yet to settle. I look to my left, the side of my free arm, and I see people and limp bodies strewn across what was left of the class room. Well, really the school. No walls were standing. Plaster and ceiling tiles littered over each other. Desk have been thrown from the storm and completely scattered. Any face I saw held no movement. None of even the slightest twitch. I couldn't even recognize anybody. So much trash. So much blood.

Then, I turn to my right. The side of my trapped arm. I look down to where my limb would be. There's a body on it. It has long, dark hair. Obviously a girl. Well, guys could have long hair, too, but I remember Jenna next to me. Jenna! Oh God! Don't let it be her! Not the body laying limp on my arm with blood caking upon her face. Not the body with dirt piling into her wounds already! Not the body. No.

I cry. I cry hard. I cry loud. I cry. Everyone around me is dead. The jock, the goth boy, Jenna. Why God? Why did you let this happen? Why is Jenna dead? I never got to say goodbye... never said sorry. LIZZY! Oh no not her! She must be alive! She has to be! This storm can't take my friend and it won't take my sister! It. Won't. I jumped up. Lifeless Jenna tumbled off me. I ran around calling for Lizzy. Jenna was dead, but Lizzy will not be. Lizzy can't. Lizzy won't. Lizzy. Liz. Sister. Family. Mama and Daddy.