I shot up awakened by what I thought was the deafening sound of my alarm
clock, but to my horror, it was not. The room was eerily silent as heat and sweat
dripped and licked my sunburned face. Surely, I was perplexed and agitated.
“Where am I?” I anxiously murmured to myself under my icy cold breath. I had
never been in a situation like this before. Even the black, precious always
chirping, hummingbirds were silent. I knew this was just the beginning.
“Charlotte?” I whispered as my eyes scanned the deck. I could sense fear in my
voice. My heart thudded against my chest as I repeated myself over and over.
None responded. I massaged my temples, listening to the howl of the wind. T
houghts spiralled out of control. Just then, from far accross the deck I could
see a shadow approach me.
“Charlotte? Is that you?” I whispered a sigh of relief. An unsettling breeze blew
her uncombed hair. Through her tattered t-shirt, the cold stabbed sharply at
her skin like being pricked by thousands of thorns. The second I saw Charlotte
I knew the cold wouldn't bother anymore. Nothing would matter anymore. I
gathered myself and stumbled my way to Charlotte, as tears of joy streamed
down my cheek.
“Go away! FAR! NOW!” Charlotte screamed. Her murky black eyes transitioned
into fierce red. Small spikes emerged from her knuckles. A half-laugh, half-sob
escaped from her lips. I was shocked, disquieted and petrified as I enunciated
fear “Charlotte, it's me, your sister! Talk to me!”.
clock, but to my horror, it was not. The room was eerily silent as heat and sweat
dripped and licked my sunburned face. Surely, I was perplexed and agitated.
“Where am I?” I anxiously murmured to myself under my icy cold breath. I had
never been in a situation like this before. Even the black, precious always
chirping, hummingbirds were silent. I knew this was just the beginning.
“Charlotte?” I whispered as my eyes scanned the deck. I could sense fear in my
voice. My heart thudded against my chest as I repeated myself over and over.
None responded. I massaged my temples, listening to the howl of the wind. T
houghts spiralled out of control. Just then, from far accross the deck I could
see a shadow approach me.
“Charlotte? Is that you?” I whispered a sigh of relief. An unsettling breeze blew
her uncombed hair. Through her tattered t-shirt, the cold stabbed sharply at
her skin like being pricked by thousands of thorns. The second I saw Charlotte
I knew the cold wouldn't bother anymore. Nothing would matter anymore. I
gathered myself and stumbled my way to Charlotte, as tears of joy streamed
down my cheek.
“Go away! FAR! NOW!” Charlotte screamed. Her murky black eyes transitioned
into fierce red. Small spikes emerged from her knuckles. A half-laugh, half-sob
escaped from her lips. I was shocked, disquieted and petrified as I enunciated
fear “Charlotte, it's me, your sister! Talk to me!”.
