"Lost"

I woke up numb. I told myself I had to open my eyes, even though the thought frightened me. I could barely breathe due to the surrounding smoke and the heavy feeling in my chest. Each breath of air stung my lungs and sent a shooting pain into my chest.

I struggled to focus my eyes. There were far too many tragic sights to take in and my head was throbbing. I looked to my left to see a small cut-out of where a window used to be. All that was left was the surrounding blood-stained piece of wall. I realized I must have hit my head hard. As I attempted to raise my left arm to touch my bloody forehead, I quickly realized that my arm must be broken. The bone felt painfully shattered as I tried to move it. It lay there limp, unmovable. I cried out in pain, but did not even hear my own cry. I heard only faint crying and screaming in the background. Everything was foggy and I felt so distant from any surrounding person, place, or thing.







I wanted to leave. I wanted to wake up somewhere else, but I couldn't.

I glanced to the right and quickly turned my head back. I couldn't bare to look at it all. I felt goosebumps on my skin rise and a chill go down my spine.


I was remembering now.

Just hours ago I had been on a plane .
Now the sight around me was unreal, unfathomable. There was no plane, no aisle, no seats next to me . Only debris and pieces of what used-to-be a plane in flames. There were people. Young people, older people, sobbing people, unconscious people, dead people were scattered.

But what could I do? Where was I? I didn't know. I felt my hearbeating fast as I realized how lost I was. No one would ever know where to find me. How would I survive? I glanced around and realized I probably wasn't the only one thinking this. There were people lying there limp, covered in smoke and suffering from deep gashes to every part of their bodies. They looked at me with shocked eyes and a helpless look.

We were lost.

I must have fallen asleep from pure exhaustion, but when i woke up I wished I never had. The suffering bodies that had previously surrounded me were now gone. The only evidence of them were in the scattered bones and blood. For a mere second, I felt all alone.

And then, I looked up and saw them; all of their ravenous eyes staring right at me.