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Author's note: This piece was inspired by a video I watched about Plato's allegory of the cave. I thought...  Show full author's note »
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This piece was inspired by a video I watched about Plato's allegory of the cave. I thought I could make a futuristic retelling of the story, and along came Where. Many people, my teachers included, have told me I'm a good writer. My English teacher showed me Teen Ink, and I thought I'd give it a shot.

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Friends and Fights

I yelped as the fire came too close for comfort. This dragon clearly hated visitors.
“Lexi are you okay?” I heard someone yell over the dragon’s bellows. I turned to see a brown haired boy in a black and blue racing suit staring at me with worry in his eyes.
“I’m fine Justin,” I called back to him as I fired another round of arrows at the large winged beast. “Thankfully my hair is unscathed; I mean I just got it re-colored for heaven’s sake!” I brushed away my newly silvered ponytail as the dragon screeched out in pain.
“Could you stop worrying about your hair for two seconds?” the request came from my right, a blonde girl could be seen fighting to stay on a wing of the monster. “We’re kind of in the middle of a battle!”
“Sorry Camille,” Justin and I replied in unison. Suddenly I was forced onto the ground by a massive claw pinning me down. The shock made me drop my bow, and I could hardly breathe with the dragon pushing hard on my back.
“A little help?” I wheezed, but my plea was drowned out by the cry of the monster holding me captive. I could only watch as my collogues were thrown down repeatedly.
No! I thought my mind racing. We’ve worked so hard to get here and now we’re… losing. Thoughts swam in and out of my mind as I was forced to spectate the struggle of my friends. We can’t die. Not now! Not when we’re so close to our goal! My thinking was desperate; if we lost we would never have this chance again for years.
It was then that I suddenly caught hold of an idea. My lack of oxygen would make it even more difficult, but it was worth a shot.
I raised my arm, lifting it up and behind my head. Feeling around for what I wanted, I could sense something fuzzy. I grabbed it and pulled it into my field of vision. Just what I needed; an arrow. I got a better grip on the weapon before forcing my arm back up and lodging the arrow into the dragon’s hand.
There was a loud roar, as if the ancient beast were a bass opera singer warming up while being strangled. The pressure was lifted off my back and I was finally able to take a deep, welcoming gasp of air. I turned back to see the lizard-like animal scream toward the sky before freezing and silencing.
I layed there in disbelief as the creature suddenly burst into ashes that rained down gently. We had done it. We had killed the dragon. Then I heard Justin start cheering. Pretty soon, Camille and I joined in as well.
“We did it!” Camille exclaimed. “We beat the dragon! That was so cool!”
“Cool? That was awesome!” Justin shouted.
“Yeah!” I chimed in, “I mean for a minute there I thought we were going to die. But we didn’t! We won the fight!”
We all sat there for a while, talking and laughing as we reenacted parts of the scene. When we finally calmed down, we all sighed.
“I can’t believe it. That was amazing.” Justin said as he looked over at the now setting sun. The orange and red hues bled across the sky. We all watched as the sun sank over the horizon into the realms beyond.
For that moment, everything was perfect. In that moment, nothing was wrong. But then, that moment passed, and everything changed forever.
I sighed as I looked back at my two best friends. The ones who had been there for me my whole life. I smiled as I remembered all the adventures we’d been on.
“Um, Lexi?” Camille asked as she looked at me with a peculiar expression.
“What?” I answered as I c***ed my head, confused. Justin gasped from beside me.
“Oh my gosh, Lexi are you okay?” He inquired, worried.
“I’m fine. What are you two talking about?” I questioned. They sat there speechless for a few moments, before Camille scrambled to pull out a palm sized glass shard that we used as a mirror. She gave it to me, and I lifted it up, still confused about what they were gawking at.
One glance was enough to make me gasp as I dropped the makeshift mirror. I breathed heavily and knelt down to pick up the glass again.
My reflection was like nothing I’d ever seen before. I had a large gash across my face. But instead of blood, there were numbers and twitches of strange colors oozing out. I reached up and touched the wound, which made the numbers and colors spaz out, switching back and forth extremely quickly.
Scared, I pulled my hand back. Only to reveal that it had turned into colors and numbers, and that my gash had grown. I started breathing quicker as the numbers and colors appeared in my sight.
“What is happening to me?!” I cried out as I looked around frantically, searching for something that made sense.
“Lexi!” Both my friends shouted. Only, their voices were distorted and strange. The colors and numbers started to spread, clouding my vision. I tried so desperately to call out, but my voice was gone. All the sounds were replaced with a fuzzy noise along with a constant high pitched squeal.
I wanted it all to go away. I wanted it to end. There was nothing pleasant anymore. Everything was either numb or filled with pain. I wanted it to be calm again. I didn’t want this.
That’s when everything stopped. All I could see was black. All I could hear was silence. All I could feel was cold. Everything just stopped.
Then I opened my eyes.

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