AceMoonGirl
05-01-2007, 12:40 AM
This is a story I am working on. This is showing me that, I can put details throughout the whole story and not leave details out as I go on.
Summary:
This is about a boy who starts out in a research institute due to some type of ability he may have. He doesn't know where he came from or why he was there to begin with. He will soon recover these answers and know why some strange things occur in his life.
Lost
What is life? Why do we live it?
I silently cradled myself in the corner of the prison cell. I imagined it being a cushioned barrier that was there to protect me… or to protect the world from me. How did I get here you ask? Who knows, maybe… something happened. I held my head in my hands and closed my eyes tight. Tears filled my eyes and streaked down my face. I stuck my tongue out to catch the salty taste that I haven’t experienced in what seemed like forever. My eyes then scanned the room hoping to find something interesting to do. So far, counting the rocks that made up the wall was all I found.
My eyes met with a notch in the extending prison bars. The bars were weak and rusty which wasn’t an observation I have made before. My curiosity led me to lurching at the bars with much hope. The bar was still too strong to snap in half but I still had an idea. I ripped the shirt from off my back and rolled it into a rope shape. Tying one end of the shirt to the bar and the other to my waist, I trudged away from the prison bars and broke the bar with the notch. Soon I was able to smash all the other bars to make a quick escape.
I always thought this was jail, but the more I read the signs, the more I understood. All the clues add up. The signs, the way people give me this disgusted look, why I’m here. I’m some kind of monster in the eyes of others. My brain wasn’t controlling my feet at this point. I quickly ran across halls to find a way of escaping. I skidded around corners and avoided making noise in the dead of night.
Ring! Ring! An annoying high-pitched sound echoed through the halls. Some red laser appeared and sensed my movement. A sharp feeling of fear struck my heart as the pounding bells sounded. My eyes wandered fast until I spotted a window. I ran for it and opened the hatch to see how far I would have to jump. Below were lights, cars, the open road, and an empty black oblivion. I glanced behind to see guards rallying up. I turned to the window again to check the distance down and looked back. A single drop of sweat crawled down my face. The tough decision came to an end. My adrenaline pumped and I darted out the window. In amazement the guards’ jaws dropped open.
My eyes widened in fear trying to locate something to grab on to. I desperately reached out my hands trying to grip onto something. Breezes streaked through my soft brown hair and twirled up my shirtless back. My dreary eyes closed hoping for the best.
Honk! Honk! My eyelids flung open in surprise. A raiding truck was bolting over me as I rubbed my eyes trying to shake off the sleepy feeling. I held in my breath trying not to be crushed by the truck. All I saw was an endless parade of pipes and wires. When the truck passed, I rose from where I supposedly landed. I glanced back up at the window and tried to measure out the distance from the ground. All I can say is, there is no way I could’ve made that fall.
I stood in the middle of the black tar road with only pants on. My bare feet were sinking into the puddle the truck had created just a minute ago. A barrage of rain droplets showered down on me. The cold water trickled down my face and drenched my hair till it had gone from light brown to pitch black. My breaths grew larger as I started to pant. My panic was getting the best of me. I released the air I contained in my lungs and tried to find somewhere to go.
Vehicles of all sorts charged at me as I stood there in confusion. Headlights gleaming so bright I was blinded. My hearing was clouded by all the yelling and honking horns. I knew people thought I was a monster at that point, but they are too quick to judge. I let my feet take control again. I stepped around cars and dodged angry drivers until I found a safe spot to stay. A box made out of brown car board which I could call home. I made it my shelter for the rest of that night dragging it into an alley where I couldn’t be seen.
To be Continued...
Summary:
This is about a boy who starts out in a research institute due to some type of ability he may have. He doesn't know where he came from or why he was there to begin with. He will soon recover these answers and know why some strange things occur in his life.
Lost
What is life? Why do we live it?
I silently cradled myself in the corner of the prison cell. I imagined it being a cushioned barrier that was there to protect me… or to protect the world from me. How did I get here you ask? Who knows, maybe… something happened. I held my head in my hands and closed my eyes tight. Tears filled my eyes and streaked down my face. I stuck my tongue out to catch the salty taste that I haven’t experienced in what seemed like forever. My eyes then scanned the room hoping to find something interesting to do. So far, counting the rocks that made up the wall was all I found.
My eyes met with a notch in the extending prison bars. The bars were weak and rusty which wasn’t an observation I have made before. My curiosity led me to lurching at the bars with much hope. The bar was still too strong to snap in half but I still had an idea. I ripped the shirt from off my back and rolled it into a rope shape. Tying one end of the shirt to the bar and the other to my waist, I trudged away from the prison bars and broke the bar with the notch. Soon I was able to smash all the other bars to make a quick escape.
I always thought this was jail, but the more I read the signs, the more I understood. All the clues add up. The signs, the way people give me this disgusted look, why I’m here. I’m some kind of monster in the eyes of others. My brain wasn’t controlling my feet at this point. I quickly ran across halls to find a way of escaping. I skidded around corners and avoided making noise in the dead of night.
Ring! Ring! An annoying high-pitched sound echoed through the halls. Some red laser appeared and sensed my movement. A sharp feeling of fear struck my heart as the pounding bells sounded. My eyes wandered fast until I spotted a window. I ran for it and opened the hatch to see how far I would have to jump. Below were lights, cars, the open road, and an empty black oblivion. I glanced behind to see guards rallying up. I turned to the window again to check the distance down and looked back. A single drop of sweat crawled down my face. The tough decision came to an end. My adrenaline pumped and I darted out the window. In amazement the guards’ jaws dropped open.
My eyes widened in fear trying to locate something to grab on to. I desperately reached out my hands trying to grip onto something. Breezes streaked through my soft brown hair and twirled up my shirtless back. My dreary eyes closed hoping for the best.
Honk! Honk! My eyelids flung open in surprise. A raiding truck was bolting over me as I rubbed my eyes trying to shake off the sleepy feeling. I held in my breath trying not to be crushed by the truck. All I saw was an endless parade of pipes and wires. When the truck passed, I rose from where I supposedly landed. I glanced back up at the window and tried to measure out the distance from the ground. All I can say is, there is no way I could’ve made that fall.
I stood in the middle of the black tar road with only pants on. My bare feet were sinking into the puddle the truck had created just a minute ago. A barrage of rain droplets showered down on me. The cold water trickled down my face and drenched my hair till it had gone from light brown to pitch black. My breaths grew larger as I started to pant. My panic was getting the best of me. I released the air I contained in my lungs and tried to find somewhere to go.
Vehicles of all sorts charged at me as I stood there in confusion. Headlights gleaming so bright I was blinded. My hearing was clouded by all the yelling and honking horns. I knew people thought I was a monster at that point, but they are too quick to judge. I let my feet take control again. I stepped around cars and dodged angry drivers until I found a safe spot to stay. A box made out of brown car board which I could call home. I made it my shelter for the rest of that night dragging it into an alley where I couldn’t be seen.
To be Continued...