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Personal Narrative: Our Trip To Collision Ship
I counted the number bottle caps in the kitchen today, it upset me how long I have been here and that no one from home has sent another ship for us yet. Every single day I drink a bottle of water and place my cap in a bowl carved of stone in the kitchen, I counted 467 today. A year-and-a-half I have been here, and no one has sent another ship. My crew and I knew it would most likely be a dead end mission, the ship was poorly built to begin with and the amount of fuel on Earth was just enough to get to Planet X, but questionable to get back. The supplies on Earth, from fuel to food are dwindling, and our species as we know it is running out of time. My crew came here to find a new home for the people on Earth, studies on this planet suggest …show more content…
The data was sent back, and we were called to come back home, once we boarded the ship the planet passed and asteroid belt, but we were already too far to turn around, we were on a one way ticket to Collision Town. Drew's split second decision to turn the ship off and let us fall back to the planet saved our lives but damaged the ship beyond our needs to get home. With our ship beyond repair we decided to abandon it and go to search for a stable ground for home base. Lauren walked east, I walked west, Drew walked north, we would walk for twenty-five miles spend one night at our space and walk back twenty-five miles to the ship and compile data to see which direction we should go. Twenty-five miles west was to cold to spend days upon days on, and Drew's location north of the ship was to rocky but Lauren's desert like land was perfect for our home. We walked thirteen miles when we concluded that there was someone or something following us, I took a small camera and attached it to my back. We walked three more miles when I grabbed the camera to review the footage, what I saw was horrifying, we were not alone. Slithering behind us on four short legs, an animal almost dragon like, was stalking our every move. It's scales were clear and the white skin underneath was shining through, it's piercing green eyes shot from side to side as if expecting something else to join in on the hunt. It's tail dragging on the ground swerved side to side scanning the ground for other forms of life. The fear we felt was indescribable, there was no escaping quietly we pulled our weapons and decided to run, with everything left in me I sprinted off behind Lauren and Drew when it's tail came out from behind itself and grabbed my ankle. I fell and was dragged back towards the animal while

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