The girls waded through the water towards the shore. The boat that the two sixteen-year-old girls had been driving exploded behind them. They screamed and ran the rest of the way to the shore where they collapsed on the sand.
Vivietta got up and squinted over the shore. She had beautiful hazel eyes and golden brown hair. She watched the last of their fathers boat sink; she also noted the position of the sun. “I’d say we have no more than four hours left of daylight.” She said.
Maddie the other sixteen-year-old girl looked up, her dark brown eyes glistened with tears. Her hair was dyed ginger, which she had done because the Weasley’s in Her favorite book Harry Potter do. “And then what?” She asked.
“Well in the daylight we have left, we collect parts of the boat that float to shore & create a small shelter.” Vivietta told her.
“This is bad.” Whispered Maddie
“Well don’t mope about it come and help me collect branches and leaves from that forest over there.” Maddie got up and brushed herself off. “This is terrible.” She moaned.
“Ugh! You said that already!” Vivietta yelled at her. “Are you coming or what?” Maddie looked up to see her sister already at the tree line of the forest. She shook her head vigorously. “Suit yourself.” Vivietta told her, and started into the trees. “You can’t go alone!” Maddie screamed after her. “Then come with me.” Vivietta called back.
“Then stay here and collect wreckage. I’ll be back soon.” Once again Vivietta started off into the trees but Maddie yelled, “I can’t stay alone!” Vivietta rolled her eyes.
“Why not?” She asked. Maddie just shook her head. “Fine well I’m going.” Vivietta had barely walked three steps when Maddie called after her again, “Something could get you.” She was crying now and had her head held in her hands. Vivietta laughed, “Yea ’cause there’s going to be a T-Rex lurking behind a tree. You’re such a wuss.” Then she disappeared into the trees.
Three hours later the girls had created a small shelter and were now tending a crackling fire. “There were no T-Rex’s.” Vivietta smirked. Maddie looked at her across the fire. “I’m just saying you need to be careful.” Vivietta grunted her annoyance then went and curled up in there little shelter. Maddie looked out over the crashing waves, then went and joined her sister.
The following morning Vivietta was the first to get up. She walked on the edge of the shore then back towards the shelter. But whilst admiring how could a job they had done she noticed something written in the sand behind it. The words read: You are not alone. Leave and you will live.
“Maddie!” Vivietta called. “MADDIE!” She stormed into the small shelter and kicked Maddie in her side. “OW! Hey what was that for? Ugh that hurts.”
“Come have a look at this.” Vivietta told her angrily
Maddie followed her reluctantly to see the words written in the sand. “Who wrote it?” Asked Maddie, “Don’t be a git. You did. What trying to teach me a lesson or something?”
“Wha- but I didn’t.”
“I don’t care. YOU can clean up and collect more from the wreckage while I make a raft.” And Vivietta stormed off.
The two of them didn’t talk for the next three days. More words had appeared in the sand. Warnings about death and that they should leave. “Stop it.” Vivietta would say, then would storm off before Maddie was able to explain.
Two days later Maddie woke up in the early morning with a great need to pee. She got up only the realizing Vivietta was not there. “Vivie, are you using the hole? Cause I need to go.” Maddie went round the side of the tent and saw that Vivietta was not there. She looked up and saw words written in the sand that sent fear and panic through her body: I warned you: I have her. And around those words was a trail of blood. Maddie sprinted, following the trail of blood that led her deep into the woods. stopped as the trail became a large puddle.EndFragment droplets of the blood were dripping into it from above. Maddie looked up and put a hand to her mouth to muffle her screams. Vivietta was hanging upside down from a tree. Blood dripped from deep cuts in her skin. Her face was etched with horror. Tears streamed down Maddie’s face, "Vivie.” She whispered. A twig snapped and from behind Vivietta a figure appeared, he was matted and dirty. His eyes were greedy and bloodthirsty. Half screaming, half crying Maddie scrambled and ran back to shore, not looking back. She pushed the unfinished raft into the water and sailed toward somewhere other than there.
Two days later in over five different countries news articles read: 16-year-old girl found dead at sea…