Kate+W

Kate W
 * __Gone For Good__ **



** __Short End of The Stick__ **


 * My hand slips from the rope, and I get thrown against the wall with water flowing into my throat. **
 * “Erin!” I bellowed out. **


 * But no response. **


 * I knew she wasn’t a good enough sailor to be doing this. The storms are huge that she is having to go through. She was not prepared but she was just too stubborn. **


 * As the bellowing waves start to rock the boat back and forth, I grabbed the first thing I could get ahold of, which was a rope and a tarp, hoping it would help me maybe cover myself from some of these waves. **


 * Before I know it the boat takes a turn for the worst and flips over. My life literally flashes before my eyes as a box hits my head and I pass out. **


 * I wake up on soft sand to an aching head laying. As I get up, I feel so confused. I wonder if we actually got to our destination and the whole thing was just a dream. As i stand up I look around, I see no civilization, no houses, no stores, just a bunch of rocks and trees. I keep walking around. I need to see how big this island is. Then from a distance, I see something, a shadow, so I sprint up to it and see that it is Erin sobbing into a leaf. In my head I know I should go comfort her but it is her fault the boat tipped and we ended up here. If she wasn’t so stubborn and would have let a professional steer the boat, I bet you I would’ve been getting a manicure right now. **


 * “Kate!” Erin yells, “come here. I need to talk to you, do you know where Richard or Hayley are?” **


 * When I heard her say that, I was so happy that they were on the island, they survived. Nothing will be the same. “What will my parents think? Will they think I’m dead and have a funeral? Have closure? Not want to see me again?” All of these thoughts just keep flooding into my mind. I can’t focus on anything but back home in England. That is where I should be; the only reason I’m here is because i was mad at my parents for not buying me something. I left without telling them that i loved them the last memory they would have of me is me telling them I hate them. I will never forgive myself for this because most likely i will not come off this island and the will be there last memory a spoiled brat. **


 * From a distance I see Hayley standing with Richard so I go running up they look ticked. **


 * “Kate, get over here we need to talk to you.” demanded Hayley. **


 * I slowly walked over there a bit timed of to what may happen to me. "Are they going to kill me? I am the weakest link one of them had to of saved me from the ocean since I was passed out and I can't even swim." These thoughts flounder through my head as I shuffle over to them. **


 * "What do you want Hayley?" My voice quivers **


 * "We have a plan, " Hayley states, "we all know its Erin's fault that we ended up here and personally I think this island is a little too crowded for my liking soon we are going to run out of food and die so why don't we make it so we can live a little longer and we can kill Erin now?" **


 * The thought if killing Erin haunts me she was my best friend we would always play together in the schoolyard as little kids and now the boarding school we go to together has brought us even closer. Hayley being the type of person she is strong, (you can tell by just looking at her) but she never does anything without thinking it through. She is the complete opposite of Richard he goes out on a limb and hopes everything will work out. **


 * "Okay, so the plan is while we are all sleeping we are going to take the knife that Richard has and we are going to go up the Erin and stab her. Whoever does it has to be quick and hit just in the right spot." Explains Hayley "So don't you think I won't do the same to you as well." **


 * This has both Richard and I worried we have to try hard to please Hayley now not get in her way and especially not be a burden. **


 * "So we are going to pick a piece of grass. Whoever gets the shortest piece had to kill Erin tonight." Hayley whispered. **
 * "But, but, if I get the shortest straw I won't be able to do it Erin is my best friend I can't just kill her it's barely been a week here." I stammered **


 * As we picked the straw just by my dismay I get the shortest one. The night seems to quickly come no one has a watch so we don't know what time it actually is we just go by the sun. It is now pitch black out I have not said a single word to Erin all day knowing that if I do it will just make everything harder. **


 * Hayley gives me the signal which means she's sleeping. Richard hand me the knife, and I slowly but quietly tiptoe my way over to Erin. As I get closer my heart beats louder and louder I was surprised it didn't wake her up. I give her motionless body one last look. I raise the knife and hesitate memories go through me head. I know I have to stop them so I quickly descended the knife down. **

** __Betrayal__ **
 * The knife plunges down not into Erin’s chest but right into my thigh. As the knife descended deeper and deeper into my muscle I wail out in pain. Waking up anything 20 miles of this place (luckily we are alone out here). I try to pull the knife out but it hurts even more than it did when it went into my leg. Plus i can’t get much of a grip with red oozing blood covering my hand and all my surroundings. **


 * When I scream Erin jerks up to see what it was. When she saw the knife stuck in my blood stained khaki pants, she only had a look of confusion on her face. **


 * “What are you doing Kate? Why do you have a knife in your leg?” Erin softly whispers **


 * All I can think about is the pain that i caused myself. But I still knew i couldn’t tell Erin what i was really doing with the knife. **


 * “Umm... well, so, I was umm... walking around trying to find food, because well, i thought it would be best to sneak up on animals as they sleep, then I accidently tripped of a rock and the knife landed in my leg.” I slowly explained **


 * That was the best thing i could thing i could think of with my major blood loss and sleepless brain. I only hope Erin will believe it. By the time i was done saying my story i didn’t realize erin was helping me she had taken off my shoelace (of course she couldn’t risk getting hers bloody) and tied it tightly right above the cut. Just what we learned in first aid class. Then she grabbed my cardigan the only thing that does not have blood on it, and ripped off the sleeve then wrapped it around my cut for a bandage. It was good thinking but that cardigan was the only thing that was keeping me warm. **


 * My hands still quiver every time I am forced to eat a beatle. I have never been a fan of bugs. Even after a month of being on this island eating nothing but bugs and the occasional fish I catch. I have never been much of a fish eater either. Back home i was a vegetarian. I only had gourmet food made by our personal chefs. That’s if they made me food; I was an average teenager who cared what everyone thought of me. Of course I thought I was fat so chef would make me food, but i would just not eat it or throw it away when i would get home. The only meal I would eat was dinner each day. **


 * It kills me to think about how much food i threw away, the food that would keep me alive right now. I am too skinny now, my hair is mangled and starting to form dreadlocks, my fingernails are long and dirty, and of course my teeth feel like they have a layer of fur over them. I dont even like thinking about how easy I had it at home, because every time I do I wail, I’m surprised I still have any tears left in my body. **


 * Erin eventually did find out how i actually got the knife stuck in my leg. Of course she felt betrayed, confused, and most of all pure sadness. What I didn’t realize, is that when I passed out after getting tossed into the ocean Erin was the one to save me. Before we all split up she told me that she couldn’t live and known that she could’ve saved me. Those were the last things she said then she walked away, and we may be all on one island but it feels like I’m alone. With Hayley and Richard they were just mad at me that i didn’t kill Erin they just didn’t want to deal with my crying and prissiness so they walked away from me too. I felt so alone, unwanted, unloved, and most of all hopeless. I was not fit for this physically and emotionally. **



__** Forever In My Heart **__


 * It has been nearly 4 months since our ship took a turn for the worse, and we have all ended up on this island. This is way harder than I would have ever imagined it to be, especially being by myself. I barely have the strength to pull my long thick hair out of my eyes, let alone find something to eat. I have tried so hard to hunt but the best I can do is catch a couple bugs. The hardest part is not being able to start a fire. I remember reading all my adventure books, and they would say if you are being hunted never start a fire, as they are a signal that can be seen from miles away. I know how handy that would come i right now maybe a ship or an airplane seeing me, just something, someone. Having this thought of rescue is always on my mind it never leaves because it is so close, but it could be very far away; almost as far away as humanity is too this island. **


 * As I look out in the ocean as far as I can see, i spot a ship that is coming close to the island. I leap out of my bed and start yelling and screaming of them to come. As the boat arrives there are people who get off it and great me and my friends, and welcome us on the ship. As we get on they offer us food, and water, and clothes, and of course a coupon for the day spa. It all seemed so nice. Even a little too nice. Then as I walk into the spa room and see my parents there greeting me with a warm hug i wrap my arms around them with tear streaming down my face. As i start to cry i can see it filling up the floor, then i realize its not me tears it the water. The boat is sinking and i have no way of getting out. The water slowly fills up the whole room, i cant hold my breath any longer. My lungs get filled with water, as i look around for my parents they aren’t there anymore, nothing is. Everything around me is black. **


 * I jolt up and look at my surroundings. I can breath again, and I’m on dry land. I look at my hair, still mangled, throat still dry, and stomach still rumbling. This was one of the nicest dreams i have had in a long time. They usually all end in a nightmare but this one atleast started off nicely, and my parents were there. I can’t help but notice every dream gets a little better, and better with detail. Maybe this is a sign showing me I will be saved, and see my parents again. Get food in my stomach, and my hair brushed. **

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 * I have managed to last for another two weeks. The only food has been bug and the occasionally fish, (which I’m getting much better at hunting). The only good thing about this two weeks have been that Erin, Richard, and Hayley have found me again. We all decided to stick together because I think we all realized we do need help if we were going to keep alive and even think about rescue again. The only thing is, is that still no one trusts me. So that means I’m not aloud to eat dinner with them and if I want to sit by the fire then i have to wait for everyone to leave and then I can sit there by myself. **


 * Every night when they eat dinner they always have secret conversations that can never be heard by me. So I decided to let them gain my trust more, so they let me sit a little closer. So i sat a little closer and they talked a little quieter. What they don’t know it I was the eyes and ears of the school I can hear anything no matter how soft it is being said. **


 * “So what’s the plan now? She’s more with it then I thought she would be. by this time I was sure she would be near death.” Erin said quietly **


 * “Tomorrow night! No turning back! Anyone and if you do the same thing will happen to you but much more painful.” Hayley demanded **


 * I have know idea what is happening. They explained nothing. All I know is that something is going to happen too me. Something bad. The only thing i can think to do is run away from them, but what’s the point I’m already weak and hungry. If they are going to kill me, atleast I will be a bit happier because they are treating me nicely and giving me the food and most the water. Maybe I’m ready to die. I just dont realize it, but everyone else does. Maybe im looking on the positive side of my dreams and i should really be looking at the reality of them that in each one I die. That is what is really being told, that you are going to die. That I am never going to make it off this island. Thinking about this make tears stream down my face. Everything seems so real now, there is nothing to deny anymore, no more hope left in me. Once my tears stop I will be emotionless with nothing to live for anymore. I remember a lesson my teacher was telling us about goals. **


 * She would always say “If you don’t goals in life you might as well curl up in a ball and die because you have no reason to live.” **


 * That is majorly going through my head right now. The thought of being saved was keeping me alive before. That was my goal. But now that goal has vanished and I fall into the exact category that my teacher tells us that’s when you die. **


 * Sleeping for me tonight is not an option. I just sit by the burning fire thinking. Going through my life the great times I had, some things I never got to do, but that doesn’t matter now because it will all come to an end. I just sit there sobbing. All the humanity is gone on this island. But one thing I think can never leave a human is sympathy and emotion. I felt a hand get placed on my shoulder and I look up and it’s Erin. Looking the worst I had ever seen her before. She comes and sit down next to me. Being the only person who will really talk to me since we got back together. **


 * “I know what you three are planning to do to me.” I explain to Erin **


 * “Oh, ummm... well it’s not what it looks like we have actually decided not to anymore.” Erin stammers. **


 * I look at her confused knowing she is lying to me. So I whisper into her ear, “Please kill me now.” She gives me this stunned look. I pass her the stick i have used to catch the bugs and fish with, she doesn’t know what to do with it. **


 * “Please, Kate don’t make me do this. I don’t think it is right I think you are tired and your not thinking right. can we please go back to sleep?” Erin explains **


 * “NO!” I scream, “Please i have thought this over, now please do it I am ready to go off this island.” **


 * Now Erin gets it she understands I want to die. So as she brings the stick up, tears roll down her cheek. She wipes them off then plunges the stick down straight through to my heart. The blood splatters everywhere. **


 * Right before Erin put me at ease. She whimpered one day she will bring me back to my parents. What she meant by that? I don't know. But I will one day, because I will be watching over her being her guardian angel giving her strength and support, through this crazy life. And I’m glad to leave knowing I have such a great friend who would do anything for me. **