Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 3 2018 | Page 231

immediately took out my phone, unfortunately I could not turn my phone on. Then I went to the wreckage, Then I went inside the cabin, I saw my father. I ran to him. He was happy as if he had saw his favorite thing. Then he said that mother and my little brother is dead. That moment I felt so called, ‘internally dead’. My father took everything that was left in the boat and I took my bag and stuffed everything I could find. Chapter 3 THE DEATH We then we walked around the island to find some sticks then a a big shadow came into sight but we thought it was just some trees but when we got closer that shadow leaped on my father then ripped his arm off then he said, “run jack run”, “remember that you are my most loving child” at that moment when he finished his sentence that beast ripped his head off and smashed my father’s body into smithereens. I ran as fast as I could, I