Ok, this is my VERY first story! Yay for me! PLEASE reply ant tell me how you like it! I know its short, but oh well/
Silence. The storm had just passed. Eskin, young, with her long black hair, and tattered dress. Crying. For everything she had ever cared about, was gone. The village, and everyone in it. Her mother, her father, and her younger brother, Koiken. Gone.
"Why... why must I still live... why must I be alone..." she murmured out. Tears, rolling down her check. She was the only survivor of the once beautiful village she had lived in. She had escaped, only with a broken leg.
"I can never live in this place without my family" she stood up, a puddle of tears under her. And walked, not knowing where she was going, for miles, it was just a barren wastefield of sand. No where to go, no where to rest, nothing to eat or drink. She looked up, and remembered what happened the night before... the night of the storm.
"Mommy, daddy, Koiken! this way!" she said, running towards the shelter, just ahead. She quickly dialed in the numbers to open the hatch, and jumped in.
"Were safe!" She looked behind her, not seeing anyone. 'They must have gone into the first shelter' she thought, with a smile on her face, not knowing what had really happend.
She slept the night in that room. When she had awoken, she crawled out to see nothing at all, just... sand. Eskin, delightfully ran toward to other shelter, to find her family, but only to find that the storm had broken into the first shelter, all were dead.
Yes. Thats what happend. Eskin felt that she could no longer live on this earth. She walked, about two and a half miles. She found a cliff, that lead down to the rocky waters. Eskin took a deep breath, and made the motion to jump. She took a step, and fell. Her hand was quickly caught, but a strange boy, with a gourd strapped to his back.