Dreams and confusionI was not looking forward to going to sleep, but I knew I had to go at some stage. I was one of the last to leave; I sat staring at the flickering flames trying not to think. After all my dreams would replay what happened that day, as they did every night. Sienna was asleep by the time I reached our ‘bedroom’ it was simply some blankets tied to trees and tee-shirts on the ground. I settled myself on a grey hoodie, it wasn’t all that bad. I closed my eyes and I was off. It was a sunny day, the kind of day that seemed like nothing bad could happen. It was a great holiday we had had, now Italy was one of my favourite countries, there was so much history! The airport was busy and dead boring, I spent the time munching on sweets and flicking through my green peace magazine. We weren’t on the plane long before we noticed it starting to slow down, nobody was panicking at that time but I few moments later the plane tilted and went down rapidly. Babies screaming so loud it made me ears ache. Women crying. Men panicking. My parents were searching for a hostess. I had always had an interest in planes, so I made a choice. I got up and walked to the cabin, there was no pilot there. I rushed to the controls, and then I saw the only way out, I had to steer it upwards. I could see to islands ahead. The closer one was smaller, so the farthest one away would be easier to survive on. Our fuel was extremely low; it looked as if it were on empty already. Sweat broke out on my forehead, it was an impossible decision. I had a sudden instinct and went for the larger of the two. My hands were steady on the wheel. I pulled the plane up and we were soaring. We passed the small island and I almost smiled. ‘Just a little bit more’ I thought. We were so close, the plane engine seemed to die, no warning giving and the plane started to descend. I pulled the seatbelt on me, and tucked myself into a ball. All I remember next is screaming, fire, crying and finally someone lifting me out of the plane. Someone saved my life but I will never know who.
One incident can change someone’s life forever. Just one that’s all it takes. Before I had parents, a home, and a dream of becoming a pilot, now I had nothing. My life would be different now; I would always have all those people who I killed in the back of my mind. It was my own fault that I would never see the smiling face of my mother again, my fault that all these people crying for their loses, would never see there dear ones again. That’s why no – one knows, although it’s driving me mad, every time I see someone it’s like I’m being pierced by a knife.
I can hear Sienna getting up- a lot of grumbling and cursing when she stands on a bit of wood. I get up and follow her. I have to run a bit to catch up. “ Breakfast, wash and then….we go back” she says grimacing. “It could be a good thing” I put out there. And she said the thing that was playing a fear game on the back of my mind, teasing me. “If people were rescued from here wouldn’t it have been on the news?” I bit my lip. I wasn’t in a mood for talking. Maybe it was before our time? No it looked… fresh, maybe a few years old. Not that there was much wind or animals here. We went north first. Sienna suggested we stay together and link arms, just when I was going to say we should split up. I went with hers. It was uncomfortable for me; I don’t hug or link arms or anything with any of my friends. My feet crunched on the ground oddly comforting, sometimes I felt Sienna weren’t even here. I couldn’t even here her breathing; I watched her nervous eyes dart around the place. She kept rolling her eyes whenever i stopped to itch something- my knee, leg or back. We’ve been walking for quite a while now, and I had a sudden urge to sprint. Sweat started to break out and I felt faint. I let go of Sienna and leant against a tree. The tree was very tall and gnarly. It was beautiful. I had one of those moments where you really see life.
The moment passed and the panic returned. The world was swirling. I heard a noise. “Sienna” I whispered “did you here that” “What? Maybe we should turn back you look like you’ve like saw a ghost” she said, and I must admit they way she said it made her sound like a chav. I can’t believe that I’m in a situation like this and I thinking of someone’s chav like behaviour? The noise was growing louder and louder. “Duck!” I whisper. Sienna throws me an extremely off putting look as if I’m behaving like a child but she follows me behind the bush anyway. I peer round the bush just in time to see Áine walk in. She has a frantic look on her face and she is looking behind trees and under bushes for something. I would have got up and helped, I really would have, but I noticed something different when she walked in. Her eyes-which had been a deep brown the night before were now slanted and blood red. Something else was different as well, the way she held her self it was like she was powerful, mature a completely different person. No, this was not the Áine I had seen the night before, the light girl who hugged me when she discovered my name was violet. Was I paranoid? Was I seriously thinking something was wrong with this little girl? Áine was still crouching on the ground, sniffing leaves and dirt. She sprung up like a jack in the box and hissed loudly. She gave the clearing one last disgruntled look and fled.