Chapter 1- properly, Hehe… I hope you enjoy
I kept seeing his beautiful face caved into the snow, and I'd rub it out furiously, my tears streaking down my face, I must win, only the fittest could win, and I could not allow my other half to win.
My now archenemy couldn't possibly be faster than me, my eyelids wanted so desperately to close.
I stumbled as I stood up, the wind continued to whip around me, I refused to stop, I couldn't stop, I wouldn't stop, and I shouldn't stop, until I got to the heart of the isolation, where no one could find me, no one would ever be able to find me.
My heart raced as I made my way across the snow, I carried on taking breaths, I couldn't stop breathing I had to breath for Angel, for Mum and Ella.
The wind carried on tearing through my clothes; it was exhausting, knocking each milligram of energy out of me each time it hit. I was crumbling, at an astonishing rate.
I began to become hot, remembering what I'd been told
(When you get so cold, that you get hot means that you have hypothermia). I kept my clothes on, fighting to survive, and got up, the wind blowing me down, back down to the snow, that would cool me.
I tried not to think of it like that, I thought of the snow as a white-hot furnace. It almost worked, I found myself with a small amount of energy left, I pulled out a bar, rubbing it together I hoped it hadn't frozen, thankfully the small amount of friction was doing its job nicely. The ice was melting around my special K bar.
The icy blizzard was still surrounding me. The vastness of Antarctica was overwhelming, why had I come out here? My thoughts moved drastically as I pulled the bar under my snood (like a scarf, but fits around neck and can go up to nose. Mainly used for skiing or cold temperatures) to eat it, I shuffled across the white fluffy snow.
I was still boiling; prolonging my stay out in the cold wouldn't help anyone, especially me.
My fingers had gone blue and purple. My little finger had gone black, on my left hand. That's when I looked ahead, a small light, a beacon of hope shone out into the wilderness, the wind was covered by something, all of a sudden.
I looked around me, and heard the tale-tale sign, of an airplane engine…
I ran up what I thought was a runway, diving off into the snow on the left. I watched the small jet come into land; I saw it almost disappear off into the snow and fog.
No!! Don't let it get away!
Sorry they're small, but it takes ages to get in this mindset, so ya know.
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