Fawns Leep
Fawns LeepIn the year 2,300, the U.S. went to war with Australia. Adam and Tyrone, both soldiers from the U.S., were in an airplane bombing the Australians when a surprise attack from the Aussies caused their plane to catch fire. Both boys were equipped with parachutes and ready to jump to their safety on the ground…
“Just jump Adam!” Tyrone screamed over Adam’s trembling shoulders. Tyrone was scared another bomb would hit their already flaming plane.
“I can’t do it, I’m too scared!” Adam whined.
“We gotta jump, or else we’ll die, the plane is on fire and our opponents are going to bomb us again!” Tyrone explained. He needed to at least get himself out of the plane. “If you don’t want to jump, I will,” Tyrone screamed, he was just about to push Adam out of the way when the plane’s tail caught on fire and the plane involuntarily swerved to the right, pushing both soldiers out the hatch.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…
Adam opened his groggy eyes to find himself lying lifeless on a giant circular fabric, it took him a while to realize that he was lying on his parachute. He lifted his hand to his head, felt the congealed blood and grimaced. His eyes were closing and he suddenly felt like he was spinning. Adam sat erect for a moment, then collapsed again.
I’m hungry, was Adam’s first thought. He opened his eyes, surprisingly easier than he had before. His eyes were a bit blurry but focused quickly. His only vision was sand. He spun around, searching for anything colored, anything but the Fawn’s Leap sand. He found a green bush and smiled. Adam couldn’t believe where he was, he knew he was lost in a desert. He had read about what happened to people lost in deserts: they died.
Maybe this is a dream… or a mirage, he thought. He pinched his arm. Nothing. He rubbed his eyes. Nothing. Finally, he reached out and picked up a handful of that torturous sand. The grains were so tiny, they felt like liquid and the sand ran easily through his fingers. After Adam accepted that he was in fact in a desert, he began to think back to how he got there.
I was in the plane, and I didn’t want to jump out, Adam thought, trying to remember his experience. I was with-TYRONE, he thought with a gasp. He chuckled, as he thought about his best friend. He had to find Tyrone. But how am I EVER going to find something as small as Tyrone in something as giant as this desert. Adam was scared, alone, and he wanted his best friend. I’ll find him, he thought, even if it takes forever.
Finding Tyrone, however, didn’t take forever, only a few minutes. Adam staggered up a sandy hill and stood on top of it. He turned around and saw Tyrone on the ground lying on his stomach. He must not be conscious yet, Adam said, biting his lip worriedly. But even so, Adam rushed to his friend and turned him over on his back to try and shake him awake. Tyrone’s white face wrote the script to Adam’s worst nightmare. Frantically, Adam shook Tyrone, screamed his name, and cautiously felt his pulse. Nothing. Tears started streaming down Adam’s face and he wailed like a baby. Now, Adam was lost in a desert, hungry, alone, and depressed.
2 hours later, Adam tried to pry himself of his best friend’s limp dead body. Adam felt he couldn’t go on anymore but knew that he wouldn’t let his friend’s death create his. He got to his feet, looked up and saw… nothing.
Someone’s trying to teach me a lesson about nothing, he thought. Adam looked up again and thought about how he would live all alone in the desert. The first thing he thought about was food. He needed food. Looking around, Adam’s sharp eyes caught a worm slithering on the ground. He thought back to the old Disney movie “The Hatchet”.
“Nobody loves me so I’m gonna go eat some worms,” he remembered the tune from the movie and thought of how happy the boy was when he ate the worms he found in the forest. Adam picked up the wiggling worm, shut his eyes, plugged his nose, and, GULP, ate it up. Not bad, he thought.
Three days later, a helicopter landed next to Adam. Adam smiled, for he thought this helicopter was from the U.S.; he ran to the helicopter. When he reached the helicopter, the pilot told him to get in on the other side. Adam rounded the helicopter and found himself suddenly in the firm grasps of two very large men knocking him unconscious with chloroform.
When Adam woke up, he was lying on a cold, rock hard bench in a very dark room. An overweight man came into the cell and sat down.
“Aye mate, ow you doin?” he was obviously Australian.
“Wh-wh-where am I?” Adam asked.
“You’re in the Australian jail, for being on the Americans side.” Adam sighed, looked up and saw…nothing