Hi. I'm extremely bored so I'm writing this. This a bad story, with bad writing and bad language. English is not my first language, which is why it's so bad. But anyway, I don't care! I just came here to have fun. I'll probably update once a week.

So let's go. Enjoy!


Everything was shaking around her.

The young woman was shaking all over the place, her head nodding side to side.

She didn't make a move, as still as she could be in the tiny space pod she was in.

She wasn't afraid. She saw nothing, felt nothing, heard only the roar in her ears as her tin can crossed the sky. The pressure squeezed an iron vise around her skull, her bones pressing her brain into her head. Eyes half-closed, she fought against the fainting that threatened her.

She didn't even know why she was struggling, in fact. She just couldn't help it.

A shock stronger than the others knocked her against the junk wall, nearly damaging the helmet of her suit. She closed her eyes, heaving a jerky sigh.

Finally, she gave up, and plunged into a black hole, losing consciousness.

The tiny ship crossed the stratosphere border, plunged toward Earth. Flames surrounded the wall.

Then it fell. Fell, fell, fell, always faster, always stronger. Speeding down to the ground.

It passed the clouds, fell to the earth.

With incredible luck, a movement of the ship knocked her forward, falling on the tiny dashboard.

A parachute was deployed, hooked to the ceiling. If she had known the ship had one, she would never have entered it.

Slowly, the course of the capsule slowed down little by little, descending towards the ground.

The landing was rough.

The capsule hit the ground hard. It dug a hole in the earth, the parachute falling slowly beside it.

Then everything stopped, and there was silence.

Inside the ship, the young woman remained motionless, unconscious.