Real+Hannah

Hannah C

**//__“Death’s Doors__//**

__Chapter one: Falling for the End__ A shuttering sound filled the air around me. Shrieks of fear were mixed in among the rest of the treachery inside the soon-to-the lost plane. I hear a boom. My eyes darted left to right until I realized the right engine was up in flames. Suddenly, the engine dropped. Tipping, unbalanced, we flipped. Stunned is the word that could describe my emotions other than the immense fear of being killed in what would be a small child’s nightmare. A nightmare that would be the end of my life. A nightmare that was now a reality.

What do I do? “Brace for impact. We are going down,” shouted the panicking pilot. I never learned his name, but for some reason, I wanted to.

“We are gonna die,” shrieked the women behind me. All of a sudden, the plane jolted. Larger than the ones before. Sparks filled the air around me. We had been hit. The large bolt had struck our flame filled plane that reminded me of how a bible would describe hell. As my life flashed before my eyes, a large squeak sounded in my ear. The cockpit was gone. Poor pilot. He was gone forever. A life was lost.

Our crash became reality. We are going to die. I accepted my death. The cold water was soon to be my graveyard. Never to be seen again. The graveyard’s water would soon fill mu lungs and I would be gone. Then it happened.

It was as I was being jolted back in my sent. Frozen by fear, I couldn’t move. Fear was my weakness and would be the death of me. Shatters of glass struck my face from what used to be a fully functioning plane. Along with the glass, bone chilling water came towards us. ‘Where is my seat belt?’ I thought. My head was now under water. Was I going down to the bottom of the ocean with the rest of what used to be a plane? Then I felt it.

My numb fingers try to feel for a way to unclick the seat belt which would decide my death. Air. I needed air. The light from the surface was dimming. Suddenly, I felt a release. I am free from my seat belt. One thing ran through my head. ‘What was the way out?’ The cockpit. Up was my savior. Debris fell down as I paddled my way to the surface. The light became brighter and brighter. Breaking the surface, I grasped for air. Dark waves crashed over my body. Pushing me down in the water. Where was the surface? Up. Go up. Up was the key to my survival, but where was up?

"Help!” The only word that escaped from my mouth was help. Another wave crashed over my body. I was vulnerable and weak. I did not know how much longer I could do this.

A voice echoes in the darkness. I hear it again. “Over here,” the silent voice sounded in the darkness. My eyes darted around in the crashing wave in the darkness. My life saving voice could not be seen.

__Chapter 2: Face to Face__ “Buddy, wake up!” A voice? Am I dead? Where am I?

“Do not touch her! Are you stupid? She could be dead!” Two voices? What’s going on? Lights shining down on my face, I slowly rose up. My eyes crept open. Two faces stared down on me. Who are these people?

“Move Rachel! You are in my way,” snarled one girl. She was tall with long chestnut brown hair that glittered with kisses from the sun. Her dark almond eyes darted with anger to the other young girl. Her name was Casey.

“What’s your problem, Casey! You snarky know-it-all,” snarled Rachel. A short muscular girl stared down Casey. She flipped her jet-black hair out of her olive green eyes. “Casey! She’s waking up! Finally, I’m not alone with you,” Rachel squealed.

I managed to mumble, “Who are you guys?” The two peer down at me as I lay in the wet sand of the beach. In some way they look intrigued.

“I’m Casey and unfortunately, this is Rachel,” announced Casey.

“Oh, buzz off,” said Rachel. “We pulled you into the boat after the crash. We couldn’t just let you die. Well, I couldn’t.” A slight smirk crept across Rachel’s face.

I coughed. “Where are we?”

“Honey, if I knew I would tell. All I know is that we are lost, but then we floated here. Better than staying in the water,” announced Rachel.

Rachel seemed the nicest, I thought to myself, but what was Casey’s problem? Inner turmoil? Well, hell if I care. We are already lost.

“Wanna come see the shelter I built?” Casey seemed excited. Rachel just scowled at her. They really didn’t like each other. I have a feeling this is going to be a great problem. Hopefully we aren’t here long. Where ever here is.

I may have intrigued these girls, but I felt looked down on. My hair was red. It didn’t shine like he flames of fire; just red. My love green eyes shifted to bright bright ocean blue as the tears of sorrow whelled up in the corners of my eyes. I peered down at the ground, hoping the girls would not see. I hate people seeing me cry. I feel defeated.

“Hey, dude?” questioned Casey. “I said wanna come see the shelter? Oh, what’s your name anyways, red head?”

I stared up at their wandering, wondering eyes. My only option was to follow. “My name is Jane.”

“What a pretty name,” Rachel sweet talked.

“Stop being such a suck up Rachel!” Casey seemed aggravated. “Come on Jane.”

They yanked me from my slouched position on the damp sand of the beach. My knees underneath me buckled. In one sharp movement, I collapsed. My world was back.



A green like canopy floated above the clouds in the sky high above me. Variety of leaves floated down from the sky like snowflakes from the white winter skies. It reminded me of home back in Russia. I miss home.

Coming to my senses, I heard something in the distance. It sounded like a child whimpering down the beach from where I remained in my position in the shelter the other two survivors made. These girls were strong. Wait, I hear the whimpering again. I stalked down the beach to find the source of the sounds of sorrow. “Casey, what’s wrong?”

Casey sat next to an open crate that sat in the shallow of the water. I saw a hand. A pale, decayed, lifeless hand. A dead hand. “Do...do you know him?” I stammered.

“I did. He was my brother and now..He is gone.” Within a minute, Casey was on her feet and dashed down the beach. She was gone into the depth of the unsearched forest of the island.

"Hey! Hey, over here!” a deep voice shouted behind me. I whipped my body around to see a young man dashing down the beach towards me. As he come closer. I realized; it was Alex, the captain. “I saw you guys from the top of the mountain. I grabbed my bag and ran as fast as I could.

I turned myself around to admire the greatness of this tall mountain, but something on the side caught my eyes. A small brown haired creature climbed its way up the steep mountain.

“O my god! Casey! Get down from there!” I screamed. My body shook in shock.

__Chapter 3: Encounter of Fear__ “Where does she think she is going? She is going to have herself killed.” Alex shrieks. What am I supposed to say? Shock and fear ran through my stone cold body. My mind said run, but my legs could not respond to my demands. “Well, come on! We have to go help her!” The handsome man before me yelled. If only I could reply. I manage to stammer.

“I, I can’t move.” I wonder if he could actually hear me. Say it again! I whip my head left and right. He was gone. The forest in front of me rustled. Forward. He ran forward towards the tall mountain in the distance.

My legs started with some movement. Then, walking occurred. I went faster and faster. All of a sudden, I began to run. “Do not let go, Casey!” Hopefully she heard me. It will all be ok, Jane. It will all be ok. I felt like I had been running for miles. Every time I run closer, it felt like the mountain was moving farther away. Then, I stop at a halt. It felt as if I had hit a brick wall. Halt, Jane.

My eyes slowly rose up the large mound of rock in front of me until I met the body of Casey. High above where Alex and I stood, she climbed higher and higher. Broken rock was hurdling down towards Alex and me. “Don’t let go!”

“I can’t hold on much longer!” Casey yelled to us below. You can hear the fear in her voice. One wrong step and she could be gone, even though that is what she wants. “I can’t hold..” An unfinished sentence is cut off by a scream. She is going to die.

“Casey! No!” Alex and I yell to the girl falling to her death. We watch as he takes her last seconds of living and falls deep into the forest in front of us.



My thought was to dash through the forest to find her, but what if we find something that we do not want to see? Alex and I could find a dead, bloody body at our feet.

“Jane! Over here, I found her!” I dart my body towards the weakened voice in the distance.

“Is she dead?” My voice shook.

“I think she is.” Alex’s voice was as if nothing had just happened right in front of him. He is a rock. We both stare at the still body until we hear a small groan from the injured girl before us.

“Help me..” A silent voice emerged from her body.

“Help me pick her up and take her to the beach!” Alex quickly obeyed my command and off we went.



“What happened!” Rachel’s eyes widened as we were running towards our little shelter. What do you say back when you are still in shock yourself? Fear struck Rachel’s eyes. I thought they hated each other?

“Alex, go grab your first aid kit now!” He quickly turned around and dashed down the beach to grab his torn up backpack. Rachel acts fast. Faster than I could imagine a stubborn like her would do.

Suddenly, we all hear it. A faint boat horn boomed in the distance. My only reaction was to act as fast as I could.

“Light a fire!!!! NOW!” This may be our only and last chance.