1 Alone

I woke up, staring into the deep abyss of the night sky. The woods around me dancing to the nightly wind. Nothing seemed familiar, and all seemed too quite for comfort. The only thing I knew was that I was lost, and I was alone.

I tried to stand up, only to find myself collapsing back down on to my hand and knees. I looked down, and found myself bleeding from my stomach. All I was wearing was a pair of green shorts, a white tank top, stained red, and a pair of brown hiking boots.

I lifted my shirt, and was met with the sight of a deep, clean, flesh wound. Confused I looked back at where I found my self just minutes before, and there I could see just how much blood I lost.

I feel dizzy, but I know I can't fall asleep. In my head all I hear is "I'm going to die." I don't want to die not even knowing my life. I decide I must at least try to get help, even if it means I might die. I will do anything I can. I begin to use all of the energy left in my body to scream for help. "Help! Help!" It feels hopeless to even try, but I try again. "Help! Help!" Weak, and frustrated, I fall back into the puddle of my own blood. The trees and sky begin to spin around me, as I lose all hope. This is it, this is the last moments of my life. My eyes fill with tears of defeat, I wish I could've done something more. I close my eyes and drift into the darkness.