â Caroline Louise Makota â
A girl lost and alone in a vicious storm, its like a scene straight from my story!
A girl lost and alone in a vicious storm, its like a scene straight from my story!
The storm had not lessened in force in the time she had spent curled up near the front door, if anything it had only increased in strength and ferocity and between the wind and the thunder Caroline could hear nothing outside. She strained her ears for any sound of voices or footsteps yet all she could hear was the pounding rain and crashing thunder. She sat curled up with her back leaning against Tallon who lay beside her head resting on her paws, the dog was warm and safe and helped ease a little of Caroline's loneliness and worry. Being alone didn't normally bother her as she was quite happy lost in whichever world she was writing about. But knowing her family were out in the storm perhaps lost, perhaps hurt or worse...dead had Caroline on edge, she was worried to the point where nothing would distract her any more. Suddenly she stood, causing Tallon to lurch to her feet with a grunt.
Caroline hurried back up to her bedroom and quickly changed into warmer clothes including thick socks, scarf, hat and gloves. She pulled on her waterproof coat and ensured the hood was pulled up covering her hair. She walked down the stairs and pulled on her boots before standing and taking a moment to ensure she had not forgotten anything. She checked that she had her house keys and then stepped towards the front door, Tallon whined and tried to stand in front of her but Caroline pushed her out of the way. It wasn't easy given the size of the animal but she managed it and then yanked the front door open. She was immediately buffeted by the strong wind and staggered back slightly. She hesitated a moment wondering if it really would be better if she stayed inside and waited for the others to come back. But then she scowled and pushed forward, she was not going to sit around and wait for them like she was a little girl, they could need her help and she was not going to hide away if her family needed her. Tallon made to follow her off the porch and into the storm but Caroline turned and glared at the dog.
"Stay!" She said sharply and after a moment Tallon crouched down on the porch and Caroline smiled softly. "I'll be back soon but Morgan would kill me if anything happened to you."
Tallon whined again as Caroline walked away from the house but stayed on the porch to Caroline's relief. In what seemed like a very short space of time the Makota house was no longer in sight. As she pushed her way forward fighting the wind and the rain Caroline suddenly realised that this could be a scene in one of her novels and she wished that she had something to write it down. It was just her luck that she would get inspiration right in the middle of a storm with no shelter in sight.
She quickened her step when she thought she must be getting close to Portland and promptly tripped and fell landing on her knees into what felt like sand, with a wince she slowly climbed back to her feet and looked around her. She realised with a sick feeling in her stomach that she was standing on Shell beach not in Portland where she wanted to be. She staggered forward further onto the beach and could now hear the waves crashing onto the sand and the wind was much stronger here.
"Hello!" Caroline called, ridiculously hoping that her family would just appear beside her and give her a big family hug. Tired, soaking wet and now beginning to get frightened Caroline yelled again. Realising that no one would possibly hear her in the storm she sat down with a thud having no motivation or energy to try and find her way back to the house. Most likely she would end up getting even further away from the house if she tried going back in that storm, besides which she felt close to tears and just felt the need to simply sit for a while and try and bring herself back under control.