When our normal adolescent lives are destroyed by a sudden war, we are forced to run and question everything we ever took for granted. Underestimating the part we are to play in this battle, how well can we survive the challenges we are about to face?

SURVIVAL

The night was cold, even though it is generally a hot country. The black sky, along with its beautiful shining stars, fascinated me in ways I could barely explain. It reminded me of a part of a poem I had written back when I was about fifteen years old. 


“What happens when you start finding beauty in the darkness that surrounds you? Personally I find a mysterious pleasure in staring at the dark not knowing what’s in front of me” 


“How accurate!” I thought. “The girl who used to find pleasure in not knowing what comes next, today would give anything to know the future.” A faint voice calling my name stopped me from thinking any further. “Quesiyah”, it said. I only realised after a while that it was Jace talking. It gave me a sense of relief knowing he was awake. 


Me - She’s sleeping. Chris is taking care of her. How are you feeling? 


Me - I know. It’s going to hurt for a while. 


SURVIVAL, PART 5: More than what we are...