Life's little turn's (Completed){under editing}

The First Journey

The plane ride took about eight hours to their first destination,but felt like it took forever to get there, it was bumpy and frustrating; they had a few secure and hidden locations all over the world especially for this type of job. All they wanted to do was get back home to their families, but knew it was still a stretch for them before they got home. They were tired and grumpy feeling, their backsides was going numb from the long hours on the small cargo plane, they were big burly guys and the space inside the small plane was very cramped. Smiling wide when they finally saw one of the hide outs come into view, high fiving each other for reaching it without any complications along the way, now they just had to reach their second destination the same way and they would be home. When they arrived there, they stretched their legs and walked around a bit to get feeling back in their legs and feet and get the ache out of their backs, groaning as their aching muscles finally relaxed. After making sure the plane was put away and their next transport was ready, they unloaded the special crate from the plane and loaded it onto a small cabin boat that was hidden in a private cove not too far from the plane, it was a crappy looking thing but this way it didn't attract any attention. Making sure they were far out to sea, stopping the boat and moving over to the crate, they took the still sleeping woman out of the crate and laid her down on the bed of the cabin, checking to see that she was comfortable and that she wouldn't hurt herself again when she woke up, because they heard when she bumped her head before and hoped that she wouldn't have a mark on her head because of it. "She looks like sleeping beauty , waiting for her prince to come kiss her awake, she surely is one of the most beautiful woman we have taken so far" they joked and left the cabin locking the door to secure her inside. They started the boat again and cruised across the ocean to their second destination, with content and happy smiles on their faces....

The second awakening

I woke up for the second time, feeling even worse than I did before, my mouth was dry and my head was pounding, my limbs was numb from being in the cramped crate for so long. Remembering not to sit up too quickly, not wanting to hit my head again and make my head ache even worse. Slowly opening my eyes and carefully I start to look around me, surprised to find myself in a cabin of a boat, at least there was a bathroom and it wasn't as cramped as the wooden crate, stretching my legs out to get rid of the cramps and aches that was asulting my body, rubbing my sore muscles out. Looking out one of the windows  only to see clear blue water everywhere and nothing else, eyes wide I turned around and surveyed my surroundings. The cabin wasn't very big and looked old but strong, the wood looked worn and needed to be redone and the air smelled like old fish, but I could at least move around a little and the air wasn't so stuffy. "Shit, now what?" I thought to myself, trying to figure out how I was going to escape and get myself out of this mess, panic setting in once again.

After panicking for a few minutes, I took a few deep breaths to calm down, "Mmmmm I suppose I can't do anything now, I don't even know where I am" I sighed thinking to myself. "I will have to stay calm until I can figure out where I am" trying to convince myself that I would get through this just like everything else. Getting up I went to the bathroom and saw myself in the mirror, I jumped back at the way I looked almost scaring myself, "FUCK, I look like shit", I thought to myself with my hair standing in every which way, bags under my eyes and my clothes was a mess. Going back into the cabin  I looked around and noticed my handbag lying on the bed, walking over to where it was. "Thank goodness at least I have this" I whispered to myself, it wasn't much but it had the necessary things to clean myself up a bit. Picking it up and looking through it I saw my cell phone wasn't there, "Well, duh Mat what did you think, that they will leave it so you could phone for help" rolling my eyes at myself. Off course it won't be there I will never be that lucky, shaking my head at my own inner monolog. So I went back to the bathroom to clean myself up a bit, not really sure why I would waste my time with it, because maybe if I kept looking like shit no one would buy me and I would have more time to plan my escape. Then I went and sat down on the bed again, waiting and thinking to see where they were taking me and what would happen next, I wondered if any one from back home has realized that I was missing and if they even cared about it. The swaying of the boat and the calmness of the ocean was lulling me to sleep again after a while being bored with nothing to do but watch the endless water around me. When I woke up again I knew I was still in the cabin and they haven't reached their destination yet, making me sigh in frustration. Reflecting back on my life I wondered if this was always going to be my life, being mistreated, mishandled and no one who cares about me or my wellbeing. I knew there was no one back home that would miss me or even try to find me, my whole life I had to fight for myself and take care of myself from the age of thirteen years old when I ran away from the orphanage, I was taken to at the age of eleven, having only myself to rely on was the story of my life and I didn't think it would ever change, but I was okay with that.

Maybe in a former life I was a bad person and now in this life I am paying for all my sins and all the bad deeds I had done, so I would always have to fight harder than others and go through more pain before my true journey comes to a end, I could only hope that it won't end in the same pain and loneliness as it seemed to have started with. Tears streamed down my face as the morbid thoughts ran through my head, coming to terms with just how fucked up my life truly was and probably would always be and there wasn't much I could do about it, but to accept it and try to make the best of a sad pathetic excistence....