Hu-mane

by LunaoftheNight

Chapter 1

The wind is howling really loudly. The rain thuds against the roof of my house. It is so loud, I can't sleep. But I know that isn't the only thing keeping me awake, something else feels wrong too and I want to find out what it is. But I'm only a fifteen year old girl and my mum would kill me if go downstairs, instead I just sit I n my bed and wait until it ends.

It's not gonna end. It's not gonna end. I keep telling myself the same thing because I know its true, the storm is gonna finish me if I cant stop it first. And I love clouds and geography, I really do but nobody can control the weather. Especially not a random girl, even the officials cant do it.

I whimper as a loud boom comes from outside and i leap out of my bed. It's a small bed, but I like it. It is covered with an old and tatty duvet, but I like it that way. It smells of horses and sweat but I find it nice and comforting. Horses are my life, even when I'm asleep.

I creep to my window slowly and I feel scared as I slowly open the curtains. My hands are shaking and my legs are shaking too but I am a curious person and can't not know what happened.

A tree.

It's just a tree, fallen over into my garden. My fence is broken and burglars will probably break in now but that's fine. I laugh and try to smile but it doesn't go well. But I have to convince myself that its fine, so I go back to bed and bark laughs and tell myself that everything is ok and that it was only a tree that didn't land on my house.

I'm fine.

Kind of.

I lie in my bed and try to distract myself. I'm being paranoid, so I start thinking of my horses. The first is a beautiful friesian mare called Nippy. She's horrible really and bites everyone who goes near, who names a horse 'nippy' after all, but once the biting ritual is over she's pretty fun to ride. Her field-mates AKA victims are both little ponies, one is a scruffy shetland called bubbles and the other is a twelve hand high new forest pony named Flicky. Flicky is a sweet thing, she carries herself beautiflly and would be really good at dressage if she was a bit bigger, but she's too small.

I sigh and grin when I feel myself relax. Thinking about my horses always makes me feel better, but thinking about clouds—I'm kinda boring— is good as well. They're slow and calm and gentle except in a strom... No don't think about that, think about fluffy white clouds drifting in the sky like poofy marshmallows...

What was that?

There is a loud bang again otuside, but thi s felt more dangerous than the tree. The wind is screaming now and something is crackling.

Why can i smell burning?

I run to my bedroom door quickly and slam it open but there is nothing there . There is no fire, the house isnt burning down. I sigh and slowly walk back to my bed and quite literally fall in as my feet catch eachother. I lie on my face for a minute and breathe in the smell of horses, my rapid heartbeat thuds slow. I then roll over and close my eyes and snugle under my duvet. But there isn't time to sleep when the crackle comes again and I sit up slowly, rubbing my eyes and rolling from my bed. I fell on the floor and lay there for a bit before a got up and fell over to the window. I peeked outside again and then I realised what was going on.

A branch was dangling from a electric cable and wires could be seen. As the cable snapped, it then swung towards the house. I scream and run backwards and trip, my bed cushions my fall but I dont wait this time. I roll off the bed and scramble out of my room, I begin to trip down the stairs but I know it is too late. I think one last thing, why couldnt' I have been anyone else, as I am thrown from my feet by a huge, massive explosion. I am weightless as I fly but I can only see dust and hear ringing in my ears before I smash into what must be the wall and pain roars liek the fire aroudn me inside my body. I cant scream, I can only scream in my head as the pain rips my life from me and everything is all black.

Author's Note:

This is my first story, I hope it's ok. I know I m not a very good writer but I wanted to try.

Comments

[Tanis]

But I'm only a fifteen year old girl and my mum would kill me if go downstairs,

15 is young, but not that young; that is either one overbearing, and strict mother... or one very timid teenager (actually this seems more likely, given the rest of the chapter).

a huge, massive explosion.

Redundant wording, was the explosion huge, or was it massive?

Also, Fraggin hell, what kind of amperage was in those power lines? The main feeds from a national power plant?

[Ephedianroyalty]

A branch was dangling from a electric cable and wires could be seen. As the cable snapped, it then swung towards the house. I scream and run backwards and trip, my bed cushions my fall but I dont wait this time. I roll off the bed and scramble out of my room, I begin to trip down the stairs but I know it is too late. I think one last thing, why couldnt' I have been anyone else, as I am thrown from my feet by a huge, massive explosion. I am weightless as I fly but I can only see dust and hear ringing in my ears before I smash into what must be the wall and pain roars liek the fire aroudn me inside my body. I cant scream, I can only scream in my head as the pain rips my life from me and everything is all black.

That was an enormous explosion(just giving it another description). On another note, i’m curious as to where you got the idea for this to bring her to Equus. It’s a rather flashy way to go.