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|Journeys (standard:drama, 1795 words)|
|Author: Velvetyse||Added: May 25 2002||Views/Reads: 2104/1361||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A journey of the body...or of the mind?|
Journeys Oh God, oh God, oh God! Where am I? What am I doing here? Where are the others? Oh God! What has happened? She sat looking around her at the barren landscape, thoroughly dismayed to find herself utterly alone. Her mind swam in little circles as she tried desperately to understand how she came to be in this situation in the desert. Where am I? Where are the others? She began to frantically look around, searching for any form of life. But there was no one, neither human nor animal. In rising hysteria, she scrambled to her feet and began to scream aloud. “Hello! Can you hear me?! Help me, please! Where are you?!” Her voice grew hoarse as she continued to scream, tears of panic soaking the front of her dress. Leaping forward of a sudden, like a startled deer, she ran toward a line of trees she saw in the distance. They wavered as she drew nearer and then abruptly vanished. She halted in confusion, turning to see where they had gone. Trees couldn't just disappear like that, could they? She turned once more, shading her sun-seared eyes. There! She took off once more and once more the trees vanished. What was going on? They must be there, they must. All she has to do is run, run faster and if she ran faster, she would run far enough to reach those trees. Yes, that was it. She pulled her skirts up to her knees and began to run again, as fast as she could. Within minutes she was gasping for breath and the trees were no nearer than they had been. Oh God, why didn't they stay where they were supposed to? She stumbled, righted herself, and stumbled again before her foot was firmly caught in an unseen hole. She fell heavily to the ground and lay there weeping. Nothing was right, not at all. She continued to cry until exhaustion pulled her into sleep. The hot sun was uncomfortable and the surrounding land did not help the glare. She walked slowly, trying to conserve her energy for later. She didn't know if she might run into some sort of animal and worse and she might need all the energy to flee. She had learned the lesson. After waking, she had lain there for awhile, thinking. She remembered the many books on Africa that she had read and found fascinating and the fact that each of them gave her a little more knowledge of the unknown land. She recalled that some of the explorers had left notes and journals on how to survive in the harsh environment. As soon as recalling this information, she began to prepare herself. Tearing the sleeves of the dress and removing one voluminous petticoat, she fashioned headgear to cover her head and eyes. That done, she looked around and saw hills in the distance. If these were not mirages like the trees- she had remembered the phenomenon – maybe she could reach them and shelter there. Now she trudged along, wearily watching for depressions and small water holes. Not that small water holes would last in this heat. She needed to find a large watering hole where animals went. And speaking of animals, weren't those zebras over there? Now that she wasn't panicking, she could see that the African plain had plenty of wildlife, from zebras to giraffes to the pride of lions she had avoided as they slept in the noon sun. The place wasn't dead, but she was the only human within the area she could see. She still had no idea as to how she had come to be here or why she was alone, but what she did know was that she needed to start thinking with her brain to survive. And having read enough books in her life on the mysterious Africa, she should know how, shouldn't she? Yes, she would survive and figure out a way to get home to England. Shading her eyes against the glare, she regained her bearings and continued to walk toward the distant hills. Was that...? Yes! It was! The glint of water in the early morning light sent her heart into her parched throat. The hole looked big enough to be a major watering hole. And it wasn't a mirage-too early for the heat waves. Squinting to judge the distance to the hole, she walked as fast as she could. It turned out not to be very far. Dropping to her knees on the bank she stared at the green-tinted water. Well, it was wet and would give much needed moisture no matter what the quality. She bent down and cupped her hands to the water, swallowing it hurriedly. Oh, it was good! She looked up and noticed that there were no animals around the hole. Why? Oh, that could be explained by her presence there. Of Click here to read the rest of this story (102 more lines)
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