~ Another short story. I'm trying to build my writing skills up so that I can write a novel soon. Anyway enjoy the story, 'Stranded.' Again I'd like to say that I love encouragement almost as much as I love people criticising my work. That's sounds weird but I mean it. If I can improve...TELL ME! Thanks and enjoy :D ~
I regained conciseness however I kept my eyes closed and focussed on my injuries. My head throbbed and I could feel something wet trickly down my left cheek. I travelled down to my wrists, they were tied together and sat on the top of my stomach, the skin felt raw and bruised as did my ankles. The wind blew and I shivered. I was wearing black leggings and long t-shirt, however, the shirt must have been cut because I could feel the wind against my stomach.
I took a deep shaky breath and decided to open my eyes. Inhale. Exhale. Open.
The vision in my left eye was blurry but with my head facing directly up I was faced with a beautiful day. The sun was peeking from behind a white cloud, the sky was a vibrant blue specked with white clouds. I turned my head to the left and saw I was lying at the edge of a sharp cliff. I jumped back away from and pushed myself up, the best I could with my wrists and ankles bound, into a sitting position.
It was then that I heard laughter from behind me. “I see you’re awake.” A deep voice spoke. I whipped my head around and struggled with my tied ankles to allow me to stand up. I finally got up and faced the mystery man. He stood at least a head taller than myself and would have to have been at least 30 years old. He was wearing a black beanie, black jacket with a white t-shirt underneath. Completed with black jeans, black shoes and an evil grin. “Checking me out are you?” I gagged and shook my head violently taking a step backwards. He laughed at my reaction. “Better not step any further back.” He warned seriously. It was then that I noticed my surroundings. I was standing on a large thick rock. Maybe 10 x 10 metres. I peeked cautiously over the edge and saw that the rock was so high up that clouds surrounded it on all sides. I glanced around looking for a way down but saw nothing…
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Stranded
Short Story~ I fought back my dreams and nightmares I needed to be conscience. Try harder. Come on! Wake-up! ~ Imagine waking up on a rock surrounded by clouds. You look left to see you are next to a cliff and when you look right you see that you are not alon...