Short Stories

Free

      The darkness was thick and suffocating, like a heavy blanket had been thrown on the world. He had to get over the wall, had to get across the border before anyone came looking for him. The alarms started blaring their annoying sound. He tried to find a foothold and climbed faster. His foot slipped, but he held on. Just a little more...
      Authorities started to climb up after him, going faster than him, catching up quick. People from his neighborhood started to crowd around the bottom of the wall, their curious and worried faces making him second guess himself.
      He reached the top and stood up on the ledge. "My name is Luke of the Forest Nation," he said, "And I am now free." He let his weight pull him backwards into the darkness on the other side of the wall, not knowing or caring what was under him. He heard people shouting as he fell, the black blanket enveloping him again and drowning out their screams.
      He fell and fell, completely blind to his surroundings.
      Out of no where, a flash of light burned his eyes momentarily and he landed on something soft. As his eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness, Luke looked around. He was laying on top of a giant pillow-like thing and there were people he's never seen before trying to help him down from the pillow. He let them help him, but didn't dare speak. He stood up on his poorly-stitched shoes, tattered pants and dirty shirt on a vibrantly green patch of grass. In the distance, there stood a city. The people around him looked like they had been attending to the crops that spread out for miles. It didn't look like they found it the least bit odd that a fifteen-year-old boy fell from the sky and gave no explanation as to why he was there.
      "Welcome to your new home," someone said.

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A/N - There will be a second part to this because it's really short and I have some ideas in mind to add on to it.
~Lili