Short+story+-+Dean+and+Angus

STRANDED I opened my eyes. Everything was a blur. I could feel the wind making my hair blow in wild patterns. I slowly sat up. There were so many questions racing through my mind. Where am I? How did I get here? How long have I been asleep? Suddenly, I could see more clearly. Then I saw something that startled me. Nothing. There was nothing that I was familiar to. No-one I knew. No-one at all. I was on an island, and I was stranded. Luckily, I had watched many survival videos, although I never thought they would come in handy. I knew that I had to do something very important. I had to make a shelter. However, nightfall was swiftly approaching. I had to be fast. I speedily collected all the materials I might need. Some bamboo. A piece of driftwood plank. Some twine and many banana palm leaves. I also found 4 pieces of wood that had fallen off the trees on the island. I went and found an appropriate spot to make the shelter. Just as I was almost finished, I heard something. Something big, something intimidating. I turned around and I saw a large figure in the distance. It started to slowly come in my direction. I dived into my make-shift house and waited for it to pass. It didn’t. I heard a sniffing noise and heard a scuttle. It was about to come in. I was preparing myself for its attack, when suddenly a blood-curdling roar-scream made the mysterious figure scuttle away. “That was a close encounter,” I thought to myself. I don’t know how, but somehow, I managed to get to sleep that night. The next day, I woke up, and I was hungry and thirsty, so I decided to find something to eat. I sharpened a stick with my knife and made it into a spear. I managed to spear a cod and took it back to my shelter. I had nowhere to cook them on, so I went and looked for some flint and tinder to make a fire from. I walked around for about an hour, looking for debris and flint. Finally, I found some, and as I was walking back towards my camp, I saw the same huge silhouette that I saw last night. However, this time I could see it more clearly. It was a giant land crab, and it was eating the cod. I quickly pulled my knife out of its scabbard and shouted as loud as I could, while waving my knife around, and it hesitated, but kept on eating. I slowly walked up to it and it didn’t show any signs of aggression. This meant (hopefully) that it was safe, so I sat down next to it. The crab and I stayed sitting there for a while, both of us peaceful. Finally, the crab got up, and scurried away. I was still in peace, and awe of what I had been next to, and I stayed in this state for the last few hours of the day. Then, the evil sound occurred again, this time, behind me. I (being a coward), ran for my life, away from the sound, and since it was dark, I couldn’t see too well. I ran into a tree branch at the same time as I tripped over a fallen log, and I hit my head so hard that I was knocked out, and lay there, with my nose in the dirt and my shame great. When I woke up from my dizzy state, it was mid-morning, and the sky was bluer than ever. On the dull side, I was hungry. I was thirsty. And all I could see in front of me was a delicious, juicy red mushroom with white dots. I was starving and thirsty, and I fell in to temptation. I ate the mushroom in one gulp, and suddenly, I began to feel drowsy. I realised what had happened, and knew that I had to get back to shelter. Every step I took, I got more and more dizzy and drowsy, and just as I got in the door, I fainted, with my legs still hanging out. However, there was something weird about the way I fainted. I was still conscious, but I couldn’t move. I waited and waited for something to happen, but nothing did, no-one came, and it started getting darker. Then, all of a sudden, I realised a shadow in the forest of trees. It was big. No, it was huge. And it definitely wasn’t the land crab that I had become familiar with. Then, when there was no trace of the sun, and the moon was full, it started towards me, slowly, so very slowly. Every step it took made the ground shake, and me along with it. It saw the shelter that I had made, and ripped it off the ground. Then it drew back its knife-like arm, ready to strike, and it lunged forward. I woke up at that instant, in a hot sweat, and the monster had mysteriously disappeared. I stood up. I was no longer starving. I was no longer dying of thirst. And my bladder was about to explode. I was suddenly not shivering, or scared. It was like the monster disappearing relieved all my senses (except for my bladder’s senses). I looked around. Then I saw something that startled me, even more than the time I got on the island. What I saw calmed all of my senses even further. What I saw made all of my memories come flooding back. I was in my bedroom, lying on the floor from rolling over, away from the monster. It had all been a dream. By Angus & Dean