Michiko awoke to someone screaming. She bolted straight up in her bed and looked around. There were men all around them. One dragging Chokichi out. How had she allowed herself to fall asleep? What was going on? She thought as she sprung into action. She grabbed hold of her brother and held on tight. The man tried to pull him from her grasp but she kicked him in the chin. He let out a cry and let go of Chokichi. Seeing that the door was open, she tried to get away with Chokichi but something grabbed her from behind and pulled her back into the room. Chokichi began to cry as another man grabbed him. Someone slammed Michiko down against the concrete floor, leaving her disoriented. Trying to break free of her assailant, she squirms under his grip. She hears a rough laugh rupture from his lips, able to be heard over the noise of everything else. She struggled against his iron grip, desperate to get her brother and get away. But to where? she thought.
"Let me go!" She demanded.
"Not a chance sweetheart," he said, "You see, our boss realized that there were going to be some, let's say, complications in bringing you and your brother into America, so we are going to have to use plan 'B'."
For one reason or another, Michiko didn't like the way that sounded.
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
#15: Just me ranting...again
I hate migraines. They are terrible. I always have a headache and its always hard for me to focus. I might end up taking all my exams on top of everything else! I used to like school, but junior year is absolutely terrible. I do not understand why some of my friends feel the need to rub their grades in my face. I am happy for them to have good grades, but sometimes they go a little far as to insult me personally. I do not appreciate it in the least. So now I am sitting in my room, listening to some classical music to try to calm me down. I can't afford to get worked up because I have to take the PSAT tomorrow and since I am a junior I am eligible for National Merit Scholarships if I do well enough on this. I have to do well on this, but at this point I am so tired I am having problems just spelling my name right. These past few months have been so busy. Fall break can not come soon enough! After tomorrow I'm free from school until Tuesday. Thank the good Lord!
#14: Journey
Michiko and Chokichi were on the ship for a few days. Their diet consisted of bread and beef jerky, which Michiko always gave to her brother. She was becoming weak, but didn't care. All she really cared about was keeping her brother safe. No one ever came to check on them. The closest things to human contact they had were the food deliveries in the morning and at night. That and each other. They both longed to be off of the ship, but the journey never seemed to end.
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, Chokichi would wake up screaming because of he rats that were nibbling on his clothes. The rats were becoming more of a nuisance every day, and they seemed to double in number everyday.
Michiko had made a few attempts to clean the room, but she soon realized that it was no use. Day after day they sat in that dimly lit room, staring into space. Michiko feared that they would go crazy on board the ship, being held captive. She had tried to get out of the room on many occasions, but there was no way to open the door from the inside. They were trapped.
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, Chokichi would wake up screaming because of he rats that were nibbling on his clothes. The rats were becoming more of a nuisance every day, and they seemed to double in number everyday.
Michiko had made a few attempts to clean the room, but she soon realized that it was no use. Day after day they sat in that dimly lit room, staring into space. Michiko feared that they would go crazy on board the ship, being held captive. She had tried to get out of the room on many occasions, but there was no way to open the door from the inside. They were trapped.
Monday, October 14, 2013
#13: On Board- Part 2
Sometime during the night, Chokichi fell asleep in Michiko's arms. For the firs time this whole trip, Michiko allowed herself to cr. THe tears silently rolled down her face as she let the sadness overwhelm her. She missed her parents, and she missed the simple times. Now all she could do was worry and be scared. All the time, she was scared and couldn't hardly bear to think about the reality she and her brother were facing. She cried for her brother too, because he was so young but going through so much. She wished she could do more for him, but there was nothing she could possibly do.
The night wore on in this manner. Michiko and Chokichi laying on a single cot, but neither of hem truly resting. Michiko didn't know it was morning until she heard the door open and saw and heard something metal sliding across he floor. THe door shut again and the two were left alone in the room. Michiko examined what was on the metal dish and found it to be two pieces of bread and some beef jerky. She woke Chokichi and made him eat, eating only a piece of the beef jerky herself.
"Save your strength, my dear brother," she whispered in Japanese,"you will need it."
The night wore on in this manner. Michiko and Chokichi laying on a single cot, but neither of hem truly resting. Michiko didn't know it was morning until she heard the door open and saw and heard something metal sliding across he floor. THe door shut again and the two were left alone in the room. Michiko examined what was on the metal dish and found it to be two pieces of bread and some beef jerky. She woke Chokichi and made him eat, eating only a piece of the beef jerky herself.
"Save your strength, my dear brother," she whispered in Japanese,"you will need it."
#12: Just me ranting. Has absolutely nothing to do with my story
Stress abounds as the pressure of junior year sets in. Having been out of school for a while because of illness, it is hard to keep up with missed school work and current school work. On top of all my honors and AP classes, and my health issues, it is hard to factor in my extracurricular activities like marching band. My grades are suffering because of all the things I have going on. This year is terrible. I hate junior year. On top of all of this, NaNoWriMo is coming up and I have no clue what I am going to write about! That's a problem!! It starts in less than a month and I have little to nothing on what I am going to write, what am I going to do?! Ahhh! NaNoWrimo is going to rip my soul out (again). I tried it last year but it was too stressful on top of my school work so I gave up after about 9,000 words. I will not give up this year, even if it means losing sleep (ha just kidding, I already don't sleep as it is! We need more hours in a day, for real)
#11: On Board
Michiko searched the walls for a light switch. Once she found it, she flipped the single light bulb on and surveyed the room again. It really was a dump. Nothing looked even relatively clean, and it smelled as though the last living thing in the room died int the corner. It was stifling hot and humid also, not helping the stench at all. The gentle roar of the engine could be heard, but Michiko couldn't tell if there were any other human life forms aboard the ship.
With a sigh, she gently placed Chokichi down on one of the cots. He laid his head on her shoulder, his hot tears sinking through her thin shirt. She felt just as bad as he did. She sang a few lullabies to him, tried rubbing his head and even telling a few jokes and stories, but nothing could stop the tears. Nothing could possibly console his broken should, nothing could bring back his cute little smile, or the joy that filled his eyes. Nothing.
Reality had finally set in. They weren't going to see their parents again. They were alone, they only had each other. Michiko also came to he realization that she had failed Chokichi as his older sister, his guardian, and his comforter.
With a sigh, she gently placed Chokichi down on one of the cots. He laid his head on her shoulder, his hot tears sinking through her thin shirt. She felt just as bad as he did. She sang a few lullabies to him, tried rubbing his head and even telling a few jokes and stories, but nothing could stop the tears. Nothing could possibly console his broken should, nothing could bring back his cute little smile, or the joy that filled his eyes. Nothing.
Reality had finally set in. They weren't going to see their parents again. They were alone, they only had each other. Michiko also came to he realization that she had failed Chokichi as his older sister, his guardian, and his comforter.
#10: Departure- Part 2
One man grabbed Michiko by the arms, another picked Chokichi up, gentle of his leg. The two men carried them out of the hospital, Chokichi crying the whole time. They were placed in the back of a van and the van drove off.
Michiko and Chokichi were silent, not knowing what to do or say. Without seat belts, or seats for that matter, the two of them jostled around the back of the van every time the vehicle hit a bump or turn in the road. Michiko banged her head a few times and her vision went blurry. She tried to keep Chokichi as still as possible so he wouldn't get injured any further.
After about an hour of jostling, the van finally came to a stop. THe doors opened to reveal the man in the suit again, who proceeded to lead them down a hill, Chokichi carried on his sister's back. They approached the docks and were told to get on a ship that looked like a cargo ship. He lead them below deck and into a small room with two cots, a blanket, a sink, a toilet, a mirror, and what looked like rat droppings. Michiko and Chokichi were shoved into the room, the metal door slamming shut behind them, leaving them in complete darkness.
Michiko and Chokichi were silent, not knowing what to do or say. Without seat belts, or seats for that matter, the two of them jostled around the back of the van every time the vehicle hit a bump or turn in the road. Michiko banged her head a few times and her vision went blurry. She tried to keep Chokichi as still as possible so he wouldn't get injured any further.
After about an hour of jostling, the van finally came to a stop. THe doors opened to reveal the man in the suit again, who proceeded to lead them down a hill, Chokichi carried on his sister's back. They approached the docks and were told to get on a ship that looked like a cargo ship. He lead them below deck and into a small room with two cots, a blanket, a sink, a toilet, a mirror, and what looked like rat droppings. Michiko and Chokichi were shoved into the room, the metal door slamming shut behind them, leaving them in complete darkness.
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