Creative Writing: The Awakening

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Awakening: A love Forgotten "Somebody call 911." yelled a voice. Waking up slowly to the starry night and the full moon that was red. Tasting grass and the iron taste of her blood in her mouth. She slowly stood up looking about. "Miss...miss please sit down. You don't need to move." spoke the deep voice. The man reached out to touch the woman. Only that once his hand touched her shoulder. The teen yanked away from him. "I'm fine. I'm fine where are the others?" she asked as she stumbled as she looked down at the twisted metal of her car. "We haven't found any others but you ma'am." he spoke. "No, no, no" she spoke as she ran about the wreckage looking for the others that was with her in the wreck. "MISS! don't ..." yelled the man as the car suddenly exploded. Having blowing the teen back from the wreck a good distance. …show more content…

She looked about seeing her mother and father in the room. She tried to sit up but noticed she was in a lot of pain. That tubes ran in and out of her. Her mother first to wake up after hearing her daughter groan. "Jack, Jack she is awake!" she said excitedly. "Morning baby." she spoke as she fixed her hair. "Jack get the doctor." she spoke to him as she looked to her daughter in her eyes. "I was so worried I never see your pretty eyes again." she sobbed as she kissed her cheek. "Mom," she spoke as she felt her eyes filling up with tears. "I'm sorry..I'm so sorry." she cried as she laid against her

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