Hey guys! With Ford’s permission, I’m asking you guys to show off old writing!
However, it would be rude to not show off mine.
I found this piece I wrote for an assignment when I was 11 (oof)
Some of these lines made my body physically recoil
READ WITH CAUTION
Stranded (aka my old story)
Crack! Lighting flew by the plane at the speed of a thought going from one side of the brain to the other. “Please remain seated while we head right through this storm.” The captain’s voice had bellowed throughout the plane. A sign with the words please remain seated started flashing on the backs of every seat, except for the seats in the very back. Lila sighed. Lila was a 15 year old girl with blonde hair and brown eyes. She was pretty, and she was quite the scholar. She was on a plane to an old fashioned town on the coast of the state of Washington, where she was going to stay for 2 weeks. Her mother, who was around 30 with brown hair and brown eyes, wanted Lila to learn this summer, and this was the first of many trips she had planned. When Lila first heard of this plan, she was fuming. Her friends had told her about their plans to go to fun locations, like Disney world and Hawaii. Lila was jealous, because she went to an educational place every summer. But, at least in the previous summers, they would go home and spend the rest of the summer doing what they wanted at their house. But this summer, Lila’s mom wanted Lila to learn more this summer, and it didn’t look like she was changing her mind.
Lila was getting bored, so she looked around the plane. She counted around 17 people in economy, with what looked like 1 or 2 people in first class, though she couldn’t tell if they worked there or not. Some people looked like they were enthusiastic about going to Washington, while most of them looked like they got on this flight to get to an airport that has a flight to the area they actually want to get on. Crack! More lightning flew by the plane. Lila was tired. She heard one final crack before drifting away.
Beep! Beep! Lila had awoken to beeping and screaming. Her mother grabbed Lila’s shoulder tightly as she dropped beneath her seat. Lila froze. The plane has been struck by lightning, she thought. “Lila! Get down!” Her mother had started screaming at her. Lila obeyed. She wasn’t stupid, she thought. The plane barreled down towards the earth. Fire burned throughout the plane. It went dark.
Lila’s eyelids started to bat open. She was adjusting to the brightness. All she saw was sand. At first, Lila was relieved, because she had survived. Then, the truth hit her like a boulder. Sand was everywhere. Water surrounded where she stood. There were no towns in sight. She was stranded.
Lila ran about, looking for her mother. All she found was other survivors, vibrant shells, and the occasional jagged rock. After looking for what felt like an eternity, she finally found her mother, laying face first in the sand. Lila rushed to the side of her mothers body, praying that she was ok. After a bit of shaking and crying done by Lila, her mother finally woke up. When she saw Lila, she cried tears of joy and hugged her, rejoicing that she was alive. After her mother regained herself, she started speaking. “Lila, we need to go find the nearest town.” Lila flinched. She hadn’t told her mother that they were stranded. “Mom, I’m afraid we can’t do that.” “Why not?” “Look around you, mom.” Her mother did just that, and it looked like she too realized that they wouldn’t see home for a while.
After finding a nice place where they could rest, Lila went off to go find resources. She figured they were going to stay there for a decent stretch of time. She shared some of her gathered resources with the other survivors. In her eyes, they had as much right as her to live. When she got back to her mother, she set up a small stash of berries, leaves, and twigs she found. She wasn’t sure if the berries were safe, so they were a last resort. While Lila was gone, her mother tried to start a fire, with no avail. Lila corrected her mistakes, and then went to lay down. The sand was rough and uncomfortable, but the warm fire made up for it. After a little bit, they both went to sleep.
When Lila awoke, she decided to check on the other survivors for a bit. The berries turned out to be safe, (one of the other survivors ate one against Lila’s greatest wishes for him not to) so Lila ate a few before she set off. From what she could tell, it seemed one boy was begging all of the other people on the island to take care of him. The boy looked around 16, with brown hair and blue eyes. He was incredibly handsome for his age. Lila approached him. “Hi, I was wondering what you are asking all those other people?” Lila had tried to sound innocently curious, even though she already knew what he was asking others. “I’m looking for someone willing to take care of me. I can’t do all of the dirty work! I’m too rich!” He sounded offended as he said the last 2 sentences. “Oh. By the way, how did you get here? I didn’t see you on the plane.” “Of course you didn’t.” He snapped back. “First class conceals its passengers from lowly economy.” Lila was realizing more and more why people didn’t want to help him. “You need help, right? How about this- I provide you food and shelter in exchange for some help gathering food and supplies when I need you too.” “What?” He screamed. “You aren’t doing it alone.” Lila responded. “You either accept and get some well needed stuff, or you can reject my offer and die alone because you didn’t want to work.” “Fine.” He responded reluctantly. “Good. Now follow me.”
Her mother had built a small, weak box for supplies and some shabby beds with some leaves. Lila was proud, since this was a huge step up from the failed fire. “Who’s this?” “He is another survivor. I said he can have food and shelter if he helps us gather food and supplies.” Lila responded. “Ok, I guess I will prepare another bed. Can you get some leaves for me? If you find food, grab that too.” “Ok.” The boy had responded. Lila and the boy set off.
“What’s your name?” Lila had forgotten to ask that earlier, so she didn’t know the boy’s name. “Joshua.” “Oh.” Lila continued to gather leaves. A few minutes later, Lila found a pretty bush. It seemed hollow, so there wouldn’t be many leaves, but the leaves were very pretty. Lila started to pick a few. While she was picking the leaves, a chicken jumped out of the bush. Lila froze. She had never seen a chicken on the island before. “I got it!” Joshua had started screaming. The chicken started to run . Lila wanted that chicken. No, she needed that chicken. So, she ran after it.
Soon, because of the island’s small size, the chicken was cornered between a thick grove of trees and a boulder. Lila grabbed the chicken. “Never do that again.” Lila growled. “Ok, Ms. Attitude.” Joshua snickered. Lila grumbled. Joshua was unbearable. She started to regret her decision of letting him stay with her and her mom. “Let’s just head back.” “I’m fine with that.” Joshua responded.
It had been over a month since everyone was stranded. A village was forming, with houses and huts big and small. Lila’s house was the biggest. In fact, it was so big that everybody stored their food there for it to be rationed out. Lila rationed it out very carefully, since food was valuable. Lila had actually gotten very cozy here, even though it was quite uncomfortable compared to their previous house. A factor of this was because Joshua had become less of a jerk. In fact, he had organized the survivors over a week ago so that they could build a SOS sign in the hopes of someone seeing it, since planes could be seen from afar. Joshua turned out to be a much bigger help than Lila thought he would be.
The sign was almost finished, with a few more stones that needed to be placed. The people decided Lila should be given the honor, because of how much she had helped them. Lila was reluctant at first, but eventually agreed. When it was finished, it felt like it was bigger than a football field, though it was a smidge smaller than one. Now all Lila and her mother had to do was wait.
An entire week had passed before a plane noticed the SOS sign. The plane headed toward the island, where it found a nice, flat area of sand to land on. It opened its doors, letting the cheering crowd on board. Lila was ready to get on. “Wait!” Joshua had called out. Lila turned around to look. “I just wanted to say it was nice meeting you, Lila.” “It was nice meeting you too, Joshua.” He smiled for a bit, then hopped on the plane. Lila and her mother got on. They were the last people on. “How about we stay home for the rest of the summer?” Her mother asked. “I’m fine with that.” Lila responded. “I’m fine with that.”
I really like the ending line!
i wrote this when i was 12. idk what i was trying to do but i think it was supposed to be a vent of sorts?? kept switching between past and present tense… anyways i thought it might be funny to put here since it’s related to writing in of itself. also not finished because i never finished anything i wrote back then lmao