BIG WHITE CLOUD
She reached the rocks faster then she thought possible and as she fell to the ground gasping in front of the pod chamber, leaning against the wall she stood up and placed her left hand on the wall in hopes of awakening the alien powers inside of herself, when the door didn't open she pounded her fists against the wall until they bled and then rested her forehead against the wall.
"please," her defeated voice begged
She pushed against the wall with her hand and suddenly the rock beneath her hand glowed and the once solid surface felt unsteady and soft. The rock moved and allowed her inside, she stepped within in its walls and the door closed. Everything brightened by an alien light which made it easy to see, she walked over to the pods and touched them before crawling into the granolith. She walked up to the large glowing center of the granolith and touched it.
"Get them." She demanded of the inanimate object "I know you can save them, you just have to go back. Please just go back," she begged it a tear falling from her eye to the floor of the room. "He did this before, I know you can go back," her voice rose "Bring them back." She said quietly "Bring them back!" she yelled at the machine "please," she dropped to the floor and held her stomach with her bloodied hands as she sobbed. "Just let me go," she wept "Just let me go,"
She had sat there on the floor for hours before she got up and left, she walked outside as the sun rose. She walked back towards town and her home, towards the life she had known for so long. She climbed up her ladder she reached her home and walked into her room, looked around and began gathering her things.
She shoved what she could into a bag and then stepped back out onto the balcony squinting at the bright sun, she walked toward the loose brick in the wall and removed it revealing her most personal possessions. She reached for the necklace that Max had given her and placed it around her neck and took the few other pieces of alien paraphernalia shoving it in her bag with her clothes, things, and what little money she had.
She then reached for her journal which was filled with the secrets of her old life, and stuffed it in her bag. She stepped out onto the street and was ready to start again; everything was just like it began.
"Goodbye" she whispered more to herself then to anyone else
'Goodbye'
A/N IMPORTANT: So that was the last chapter of part one, what did you think? Are you angry? Are you sad? Does your collar bone still hurt? Part Two is already being written and guess what dreamers? Your dreams will come true but it's still gonna be very angsty because I'm a lonely drama queen. Anyway! Please review or I won't write (HA threats!) See ya!
-Rosie