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cjrich4958
Cassandra Rich
United States, ME, Augusta

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To Find New Land

She stands on the ocean shore, waving goodbye to her dearest Mathew. As he departs on a sailboat for a long and dangerous voyage to find new land where we can make a better life for ourselves, with better laws that let us practice any religion we may have; without being prosecuted for our beliefs. Where there is much land for us to grow an abundance of food instead of crops that wither and die. And our farm animals can grow big and fat instead of small and weak. Most importantly, we would be far away from all the diseases that were slowly killing everyone. She thinks this while waiting for the ship her beloved is on to sail out of sight. Once Cassie and the other woman who had been watching there loved ones could see the ship no more, they all turned and headed home to begin the long lonely wait until their return. Cassie returns home to discover her mother running out the front door screaming at the top of her lungs and pulling her hair out in massive amounts of clumps. Rushing to her mother she tries desperately to find out what happened but all her mother kept repeating was 'He's sleeping, just sleeping.' Cassie goes in to the house to investigate. The moment she walked in, the stench of death smacked her in the face. A smell she was all too familiar with. She runs to her parents' bedroom where the smell is the strongest. She looks towards the bed where her father laid or rather the remains of her father; for the man eating plague really didn't leave much of its victims except a skeleton and maybe a fork full of meat that use to be her father. Cassie chuckle's softly to her self as she stared at the stupid grin left across her fathers' skull. She can only imagine what could leave such a stupid grin on her fathers' skull. Once she finally got her self under control she turned to find her mother shaking her father ferociously by the shoulder to wake him; only to have his eyeballs {the only thing left of him besides his skeleton} fly out of his skull and go rolling across the floor where the families faithful dog gobbled them up like a tasty treat. By then Cassie is on the verge of going insane and she can't help but think 'I've only got eyes for you' By then she is laughing so hard that she can feel the inside of her stomach start to tear with glee. Her mother, whom was already mad, was still trying to wake her husband and telling him he will be late for work if he did not get up. Tragically, Cassie and her mother both die, her mother died kneeling down beside her dead husbands' body. Cassie died lying in her own blood and organs after three months of laughter. Her stomach finally gave up trying to hold itself together and split open, leaving her gutless. The rest of the town died from similar diseases. Some died from the man eating plague leaving nothing but grinning skeletons. Others died like Cassie with nothing else to do but laugh. The ship with Cassie's dearest Mathew never made it to the Newland. While everyone was saying goodbye to their loved ones and checking to see if they had enough food and water, nobody checked the boat for holes.

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krstna4943 Comment by: krstna4943 - 2007-06-23 14:54
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Great job! I like the story, it has a great twist at the ending. I didn't think at first that Cassie would die.
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