Coping on my own
The first thing I wake up to is searing pain shooting it's way up and down my body at almost light speed. I can't think where I am right away...
Ok...I remember being with my siblings...I remember wanting...space was it?...yes, space, I remember pushing Roy and Morton away...wandered somewhere...ohh...that's right I'm trapped...
I have to force my eyes open to see where I am...it's still too dark; all I can see is the tiny light of the tunnel from whence I fell, but I can't climb back up; I took atleast a 10 foot fall, and even if I could reach it my body's muscles are aching too much to let me climb up very far anyway.
shivers take my body at that point along with a small whimper...I'm freezing cold and apparently forgotten about; how would you feel in my situation?
I have to get out of here; my situation is not going to improve if I just sit here moping and whining to myself like...like a baby!
Oww...my muscles are burning so badly, and this does not help the fact that I'm still just in the learning stages of walking anyway! My mind may be mature, but it seems my body still has a long way to go.
Supporting myself on the wall only takes away half the strain, if I use my arms to lift myself a little bit and shimmy across the ground, then my legs feel less pressure and can aid me in movement, however, my arms can hardly take the strain for long, so I collapse onto the ground in a matter of minutes. Whimpers continue to escape me; this is so hard!
I've seen my brothers take worse hits than me and still get up, running around and able to carry on some kind of fight, why can't I? Ok, time to try again...Ouch!! Nope...not going to let myself drop back to the ground...I have a feeling that if I do that I might not be able to get back up...my arms ache horribly...I hate this place, the floor is so cracked and brittle, it must suffer regular earthquakes and lava flows...Wait, lava flows?!
Oh no...if it is a regular occurance then...then what's to stop it happening when I'm still trying to get out? A small squeak escapes me at that thought; I don't want to die like that! I don't want to die at all!
Ok...Ok I can't panic! Panicking will not help me!
Oh I just want to get out of here!
What if I never do?!
No, No I will...I will, I'm smart enough! Ohhh, but I'm not exactly strong enough! My arms are so sore...my legs are going to collapse...what am I going to do when my body can't take any more of the strain?! What if...What if the lava flows in that process?...
I freeze immediately...I can hear something...oh no...oh no, the ground's shaking...it's going to quake and release the lava from within! Ok...I need to get higher! I hope my muscles can take this!
I force myself to climb, finding the foot holds and pulling myself up...Owww! Oww I can't go any further! I hope this ledge is high enough...oh who am I kidding? The lava's starting to break the surface and is going to rise significantly in a short time span, engulfing both the ledge and me in the process!
I've never felt this way before...this is a completely new emotion to me...
...fear...fear it must be fear...I'm frightened;
frightened of dieing alone down here...
burning tears are pricking the back of my eyes now; welling up and starting to freely fall...
...I'm going to die...I really am going to die...and-and I can't even try to help myself because I'm hurting too much physically!
Crying is an understatement for my actions; I'm full fledged sobbing now! I'm terrified here! I don't want to be here, I want to go home! I want to see my family! If I could, I'd just hug all three of my brothers and my sister! I need them so much right now! I need them and daddy and mama!
I Want My Mama!!