Part 1
I could hear the gunshots firing into the air.My name.....Tara Jones. We're in the middle of World War II at the moment. Well me.....i am hidden inside a hole just now....dark and dirty. My story, well it isn't that long.I was out for a walk last night and it became very dark..so i couldn't see anything.Before i knew it i was tumbling down into this hole,where i hit my head on a rock and got knocked out.There i stayed for the night.As morning approached i could hear screams and gunshots. I was in the middle of the battle field where the fight taking place.
I scrambled forward through the dirt i was lay in,till i was at the entrance of the hole. A quick look out was enough for me.There were men with guns,and people lying on the ground wounded or otherwise,dead.Just at that moment a bullet from a gun nearby held by a young soldier, came firing past my head just skifing my ear.Back into the hole i went..I was hungry and extremely thirsty.I had swallowed several bits of mud in my sleep,so my mouth tasted dry and numb..i was going to have to find water and food fast if i was going to survive.I could'nt risk crawling out of the hole and being shot or taken away by the enemy country.Too late..a knock againt the side of the tunnel by my foot was just enough to send rocks sliding and scattering all over the place.A head shot out infront of me in the tunnel as i screamed."Shhh" the voice said,"they'll find us."A girl about the age of fourteen was lying infront me."Don't say a word and follow me."she gestured.I slowly followed her. She turned round and started crawling through a narrow tunnel.I followed carefully and quietly as i was led into the darkness.
Dirt was clinging to my clothes,soggy and heavy.I trailed along behind the other girl, not knowing if she was going to take me to the enemy or going to help me escape.The air became damp and cold.We continued for 10-15minutes.My legs were starting to become swollen and sore with the rocks and mud on the ground cutting into my legs."What's your name ?" I asked.The girl didn't even glance at me...she just kept crawling.I could see light infront of me.Hurrying along we came out at one end of the battle field...there was nobody here.I winced around at the war behind me.It was hard to see what was happening with all the dust flying everywhere.I turned my attention back to the girl who had helped me through the tunnels."Thank you,"i whispered,"i would of been still back there if it wasn't for you helping me."The girl looked at me embarassed,but she still smiled.This was the first of me seeing what she looked like.She had dark brown hair that crawled no longer than her elbow.She had dull blue eyes that seemed sad and lonely.Her clothes were not as muddy as mine but they still were a bit damp...
"Whats your name ?" she asked..
"What ?"i replied.
"Whats your name ?"
Tara.............Tara Jones.
"What's yours ?"
"Brogan."
"Brogan what ?" i smiled.
"I don't have a second name."she sulked looking at the floor and spining on her foot.
I left it at that......
Thanks for your support...what do you think of part 1+2 so far...
i will upload part 3 in a few days :)
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