the DOME by Nova Sparks
When I woke up this morning I had a plan. I planned on enduring a full day of this stupid camping trip my mom begged me to go on, and then letting her drive me home to wallow in my own misery. I planned on making banana pancakes and chilling in my room listening to Incubus and Red Hot Chili Peppers and trying on clothes I haven’t worn in years. I planned on painting my toe nails over and buying these hot jeans I saw at the mall. I planned on a lot. But having a plan meant nothing.
Right now I’m sitting in what is probably a huge military aircraft floating somewhere in the world and waiting out the biggest worldwide disaster in human history. I thought about Becca and how much I was mad at her the last day I saw her. I thought about Tim and how we left things. I even found myself looking for him in the crowd of people that occupied my new living space. Chances are if he wasn’t here, he’s dead. It brought a tear to my eye.
A tedious head count revealed exactly 4,998 people and that included children. Everyone was from a different region in the world. At least 10-12 people from each group spoke English. Everyone else spoke their native language. Sam spent most of his time comforting my mom, whispering to Mark (what else is new) and talking to people from the other groups.
I sat on a cot a few rows over from my mom with my knees in my chest. I looked around and saw everyone’s face. They all looked as confused, upset, sad and disturbed as me. This whole thing was unbelievable. Not even being here in this aircraft was making me believe this was really happening. I lay down and closed my eyes. I didn’t want to admit it, but I was exhausted.
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I woke up to the sound of loud banging. Everyone was standing around where the sound was coming from. I was about to get up when Sam came over and put his hand on my shoulder.
“What’s happening?” I asked him. He didn’t answer me. He was starting to piss me off. I pushed past him and ran towards the crowd, pushing past everyone who was blocking my view. When I was close enough to see, I saw two men kicking on the door group two came out of.
“Calm down. We don’t know that yet!” A voice from inside the crowd said. The men ignored her and kept going. Another man ran up to one of them and tried to grab them away from the door but he was quickly pushed back and knocked onto his ass.
“What is going on? Don’t know what yet?” I asked a man who was standing next to me.
“They think we’ve been abducted by aliens. Another UFO nut, although I can’t say that I blame them. This whole thing just screams science fiction.”