her bag across her shoulder, her writing book in her hand as she walked through the island, trying to take her mind off everything, this felt so wrong, everyone else was at fear of dying of a plaque, or being injuried in an earthquake, while they were here, acting like nothing was happening else where, they were given a chance to live, while other humans were simply...left for death. Her mother had told her not to think about, and just be thankful that her father had managed to get them all places on the island, Marie had told her daughter that no one mattered anymore.
She walked down the street, the goverments had offered large luxury apartment to the people who managed to buy their way onto the island, knowing that their money would come in handy when they finally manage to get everything under control, while people who had won their place, were given small homes, she sighed as she looked around, she watched a few of the children playing on a near by green, they had been the lucky ones. She had been in Paris when the city had been hit by an earthquake, she and her mother had quickly helped with the rescue effort, helping emergancy workers get children out of a local school, less than half had managed to escape, she still got nightmares from that day, from all the horror, watching people's lives fall apart in a matter of seconds. Her mother had to drag her away from the scene.
She pushed her hair out of her face as she walked a little futher, she had be a good half mile away from her new home, she looked down at her watch and decided it would be best to head home now, if she could remember the route, but thankfully, she had walked in a straight line, just to make sure she would be able to find her way home. She opened her book and took a pen from her bag and started to write down her surroundings, perhaps they would come in useful for whenever she started to write her book, 'If ever' she thought to herself, she shut the book after a while, deciding to look around and take everything in.
Her family had been the only ones in their neighbour hood to manage to get a place on the island, so she knew no one, other than her parents of course, she sighed to herself, she would do some mixing later on, after she finished unpacking her things, she knew she would have to start making the place feel like home, but it just felt wrong to her, to be safe while millions, billions of other people were fearing for their life, it just wasn't right.
[I hope this is an okay length for everyone, I didn't want to write too much, or too little, so I thought this was the perfect amount]