stuck on mako island by megan bretbrunner (uplifting books for women .TXT) 📕

i walked along the street, it was sun set. i checked my watch,it was 7 o'clock my dad would not be happy. i walked up to my house, compaired to the other houses on the block it was pretty ugly, paint was chipping, the door was covered in dirt, and the grass looked like it hadn't been cut in a year.

i sighed and opened the door quietly hoping my dad was already passed out drunk, he was mean when he was awake, and i had a scar on my left leg to prove it. saddly dad was watching football totally awake. i tried to sneak passed him, but he noticed me.
"What are you doing here so late?" he demanded.
"dad i was at a friends," i told him.
"tell the truth!" he told me slapping me.
"dad i swear you can call them if you want, i really was at my friends," i told him trying not to cry.

"liar go to your room now!" he screamed. i ran to my room in tears. you see my dad is a drunk to put it simply, i miss my mommy. she tried to help dad in the beginning but it didn't get better dad just got worse and worse. then one day when i was six, my dad was beating up my mom, i remember hiding in the closet just waiting for the screaming to stop. then after two hours the screaming stopped, so i got out of the closet and walked into my parent's bedroom my mom was covered in blood, and being six i thought she was just sleeping.

i shook her she didn't wake up. then thats when my dad came in with a knife he sliced my left leg with it and told me that if i told anyone he would kill me.

i sat on my bed and sobbed. then suddenly an idea hit me, i didn't have to take this. i didn't need to be hurt like this.but i don't know what to do, only that i didn't need to take this torture. 'maybe i can run away' i thought to myself. but i didn't know where to go, and plus i didn't have any money. maybe i could go to that deserted island mako? but still where would i get the money.

so the next day i figured something out i would mow lawns and not tell dad i was doing it.

adfter about a month i had made about a 150 dollars. so i bought lots of food and a sewing kit. i put them in my back pack and went home. saddly my dad was awake again.
"Where have you been?" he demanded.
"chill dad i just missed the bus," i lied.
"you don't tell me to chill you slut!" he slapped. suddenly i did something i shouldn've done. i slapped him back. he rowred with rage and took off his belt and wammed me in the side with it i shrieked in pain. he laughed and wipped me harder. i screamed in pain. after a fifteen minute beating he got bored and walked over to the couch and passed out drunk.

When i finally stopped crying i got off the floor and grabbed an icepack and taped it to my side. i groaned in pain as i walked up the stairs. i was so mad at my life. why did i have to have a demon spawn for a dad? Why did he have to kill my mom?And finally why does everything happen to me?

i finally desided that now was my chance to run for it. i peeled open my window and thanked god i was on the first story and grabbed my shoes. i climbed out the window wincing in pain.

it was warm outside, i sighed happily at the tempature. i walked to the marina which took about ten minutes. i looked around there were a lot of boats. hm yacht? no to noticable. Row boat? no to small. an average boat? perfect. i smiled happy that my mom taught me how to drive a boat before the "accident". i climbed over and found the boat to be empty. i walked over to the controls. i turned on the boat and sped off to mako island. the ride took two days.

i sighed i had been on this stupid boat two days. i looked at the harrizen, i saw an island. it took about half an hour to reach it. i beached to boat and climbed onto the beach. the sand was smooth and soft.

i sighed in victory. i had finally got away from that monster i was forced to call my dad. but i knew if he was trully my dad he wouldn't hit me, and totally wouldn't have murdered my mommy.
the simple truth was i hated him, i mean he was so mean to me and made me suffer for no good reason.

i
frowned and walked up the beach a little. i knew some stuff i would need to servive like how to make clothes and tents and blankets. my mom taught me a lot. i knew i would need a basic structure for right now. so i grabbed some drift wood and made the spine for it, then grabbed a sail i found in the boat and drapped it over the spine. it formed a nice tent, and the whole thing took half an hour. then i crawled into it and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the sand.

i woke up with sand in my hair, i sighed sitting up and shaking my head like a dog. sand landed in my lap. i slipped out of the tent. i felt a dry feeling in the back of my throat, then i remembered i hadn't had anything to drink in three days. i needed to find water, i knew that i needed to find a stream.

so i got up and walked up the beach. i looked through the jungle. i found orenge tree and had one. it was sweet and juicy. the search took about three hours. i finally found the stream, though it had high altitude. i jumped over a rock and to the stream. i leaned down and drank from the stream. once i was done i jumped accrossed the rock but i missed and fell down a hole. i landed on my bruised side, i shrieked in pain. i stood up after a couple seconds and looked up the hole. i tried climbing back up but landed on my butt. i sighed and tried again, but it had the same result.

i sighed in frustration. i just got here i didn't want to spend my life stuck in a cave. i looked around the cave for a way out. i saw a huge opening on one side of the cave. it even looked like it had stairs. i pondered this 'there is no way this cave was never inhabited' i thought to my self. i walked up the stairs. what i saw next took my breath away. it was a cone of a valcano, and right below it was a clear pool of water.

thats when i noticed a girl in the corner she was bruised and dirty.
she had black hair, leather jeans, and a envanescence t-shirt.
"are you ok?" i asked.
" i don't know," she sighed.
"well what happened?" i asked her.
she sighed," i fell down this hole."
"oh, well why are you here anyway?" i asked.

"I ran away," she sighed saddly.
"really? me too," i told her.
"oh i'm sorry," she told me.
"don't be i'm glad i did my dad was an abusive butt head," i told her.
"oh i'm sorry, i ran away because people made fun of me," she sighed.
"i'm sorry, they teased me because my house was dirty," i sighed.
"they teased me because i was goth," she told me.
"well what's wrong with that anyway?" asked.
"I don't know they said i was creepy," she sighed.
"i know how you feel," i sighed.

"Well how long have you been in here?" i asked.
"I don't know maybe six hours," she shrugged.
"wait look theirs tidial rings on that pool," i pointed at the pool.
"so?"" she was lost.
"That maybe a way out," i told her.
"oh," she said less confused.
"i'll check it out," i told her jumping in. i dived under, about fifteen feet down there was a hole. i swam through it. it lead to the reef, then i swam back through it, i could barely here the girl calling me. i

surfaced.
"yep there's a big hole fifteen down we can all fit through," i told gher. "ok," she said jumping in.
"by the way what's your name?" i asked.
"lizzy," she told me.
"i'm Chelsea," i told her.
suddenly the moon came out and shined down on us. the pool started to bubble.
"weird," Lizzy said confused.
then the water started to glow and light balls of light rose up in the air.

"spooky," i sighed. suddenly the moon passed and it stopped as soon as it had started. my legs tingled. "anyway come on," she told me. and with that we swam through the hole fifteen feet down. we surfaced at the same time.
"where is the island?" she asked.
"over there," i said pointing at the island.
"oh."

so we swam to the main beach. once on shore i led her to my tent and we passed out from excaustion.