I wrote a short story.
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We were at the airport waiting to be called. Mom was nervous about leaving Philip at home while we went to France.
"I just don't feel comfortable leaving him home alone. Maybe I should call Beth."
"He'll be fine," Dad said, trying to comfort Mom.
"Mom," I said, trying to change the subject, "are we going to get on this flight?" Since Mom works for the airport, we get free flights, but we have to fly standby.
"I don't know Sarah. If we don't all make it on, you and Eric will go with your father." I nodded, knowing that we have had to seperate before.
A half hour passed before people began boarding the plane. It would take a couple more minutes until we might board. Luckilly, there was enough room for standbys. Since our last names starded with A, we were able to get on the plane.
After we arived at the airport, Eric fell asleep, but we had to go get a rental car. He wasn't happy that he didn't get to sleep, but after we got the rental car, Mom told him to take a nap. A nap sounded good, so I was asleep shortly, too. There was a lot of traffic before I went to sleep, so I would get a nice long nap.
When I woke up, my door was open and there was snow on the ground. Mom told me that the car broke down and we couldn't ger the door to close because something was in the way and Dad couldn't move it.
"M-m-m-m-mom, I'm c-c-c-c-c-cold."
"There should be some blankets on the back seat," she replied. I grabbed as many blankets as I could and curled up in the front seat. After a Half hour, the snow stopped falling someone was able to come out and fix the car.
I was suprized when Dad drove us to a park. All I could see was a wooden play stucture, a pond, and a huge field covered in snow. Eric went to play in the snow, and I went to investigate the play structure. It looked like a little fort. But what I saw inside on the bottom step almost made me faint.
I screamed.
"What is it?" Mom asked. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I just stood there staring at the pile of dead bodies on that bottom step. Eric came over to see what happened. I could tell he was scared. Something happened here, and I knew it wasn't good. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two men coming toward us. I ran for my life, but they grabbed Eric.
"Mom! Mom! Some men have Eric!"
"I know," she replied.
"What?!" I was shocked. I saw the men putting a coller thing around Eric's neck and they dragged him up to the top of the fort. I heard three beeps, then silence. What I saw at the top of the stairs horrified me. I fell to my knees. They killed him.
"Mom! Mom!" I called to her, tears in my eyes, "They killed him!" She didn't show any emotions. Suddenly, the men grabbed me. I knew what they were going to do to me, the same thing they did to Eric. They were going to kill me. I thrashed sround, trying to lossen their grip on me. When I was thrashing around, I saw Philip. He was standing by the pond. But the men didn't go after him.
"Mom! Why are you letting them take me! They are going to kill me! Do you love Philip more than me?!" She didn't say anything back. Th emen forced the coller thing around my neck and up the stairs. Then I heard teh beeps. I knew this was it. Three...two...one.......
Just before the last beep, I woke up. I rolled over onto my side, wondering what that dream ment. Do my parents love me? Do they love my brother more than me? I am still wondering as I write this...
This is also on my dA (favpenguin) -
is it bad?
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well?
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