Snow
Tak Nga Secondary School Jennifer Cheng Fiction: Group 3
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addy, where are you?” She stares at the shining stars through the window with still
faith in her eyes. “It’s Christmas Eve.” She whispers with a touch of depression, the room
fills with silent and darkness, she heart beats through the air, beds clean, but empty, she
frown seeing her roommates getting picked up by their parents. She cuddles her teddy
bear tighter, whispers in its ear, ‘He will come, I know.’
A year ago, her father was called to fight in a war. “Sweetie, daddy’s going to leave home
for a while, take good care of yourself okay?” “So you won’t be here this Christmas?” “Yes, but I
promise I’ll come home next Christmas.” He turns around and walks towards the truck. He looks
back, seeing her waving with her being-loving teddy bear in her arm, a tear course down her
cheek contrasting her humorless smile. The truck drives away without turning back. Suddenly, she
is light-headed and quick to fall on her feet. She barely registered the fact that it felt like all of the
blood was rushing from her head all the way down to her feet in a sudden rush. Little black dots
swarmed her vision, the corners of her sight slowly fading into black. She didn’t even feel it when
she hit the ground, not even the pain of her knees scraping the floor noisily. Everything blotted
out and nothing mattered. All she could think of was the world crashing around her in a messy
blur. She wakes up in a hospital, realizing a nurse noticed her and brought her here. She heaves a
sigh of relief, leaving her lips on Teddy’s.
“Are we there yet?”, he asks. “It’s just over there.” A voice comes over from the driver seat.
He gets off beside a large tent with an amount of strong men, a view of sands shift through
his brown eyes. “This is our headquarter, and I’m your commander. This place is taken over by
pirates, we need to take it back and eliminate all of them. I trusted your ability. We’re going
tomorrow.” They discussed the plan, practiced shooting and prepared for the battle tomorrow.
The war set off in an early morning. The sun was shining but it was freezingly cold, they
arrived in one of their land. However, hesitates, stayed behind the battle field, he doesn’t want
to fight anymore, he hates the blood spilling on his hands, never having a steady good life. To
survive, he knows he must, It was a tiny snowflake, gently falling into his hand, he appreciates
the white, the small, the crystalline, the delicate. “RETREAT! THEY GOT US!”, The commander
shout with all his force. He didn’t hesitate and run as fast as he could. He keeps on running and
running, try to make a way. However, Pirates are everywhere and he has no chance of escaping.
He was captured and knocked out.
He wakes up, something is grabbing his wrists tightly and so as the commander, he stares at
him and asked, “Where am I? How did I get here?” “The pirates got us and locked us here. You
tried to run away but you got knocked out.” He hear sounds of keys coming and quickly shut his
mouth. A pirate chuckles as his unlocked the gate, “Come on out, you’re going to be great target
for our dart game.” As soon as he is out, he bumps him onto the wall and knock him down, the
other man takes out a knife from his pocket and cut the rope that tying on their wrists, He grabs
the gun in his hand, “Let’s go.”
It is a cold night. They sneak past through the guard and breathe some fresh air. However, the
pirates guards the desert even at night, they have nowhere to hide. He run towards one of the guards
and took him down, he put on the guard’s suit and continue going. He continues taking the guards
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