DEAD PLANET
I look out upon the wasteland
that is my home. The rubble and junk spreads as far as the eye can see. As I
walk through the trash I imagine what it would be like to live on the capital
planet with towering white skyscrapers and lush rainforests surrounded by clear
blue seas. It has animals too. Huge lumbering grey things with long noses and
other things like tiny insects with shells that shimmer like a rainbow. The
place here has no animals no green trees and no blue oceans, just endless piles
of scrap-metal and waste used as the dumping ground of the capital planet.
I pick up an old engine, my
father told me once he had these in his time, now days this couldn’t even run a
hoverboard. I look out across the seas of rubble at a starship, dropping its
load of rubbish into the junk. I start to head over, to check if I can scavenge
anything new, walking atop of the sheets of rusted metal. I’ve been here all my
life trying to get off this dead planet, slowly collecting scraps of metal and
working parts that are not wanted, trying to create a ship that can get me out
of here to the capital planet.
My eye catches a glint of
something beneath the metal and machinery and I pull it from the rubble. I
can’t believe my eyes at first. I’ve spent months trying to find this one piece
and now, right in front of me lies an almost unused starship engine. It is
complete, not a part missing. The date on the metal reads 3067, just two years
ago. My creation can finally be complete. All I needed was this.
I spend the next month
finishing my creation, loading my supplies from my makeshift house into my
ship. I spend hours double-checking everything. I have fuel, food, drink, air
and spare supplies. My starship is completely airtight, its bolts and screws
are tight and its glass is polished completely clear. The engine is running and
I slowly lift it up of the ground. Everything is perfect, I have waited 23
years for this moment. As I fly up, leaving the atmosphere and heading towards
the capital planet, where I can live a better life, I look back one more time
to say goodbye to my planet.
Goodbye to Earth.
By Zak Benson
This was for an english assignment recently.
