Excerpt:
The
branch crashed in front of me, scraping my legs. I ran for the parking lot as
fast as I could. The frost closed in, surrounding me. I’d never been
claustrophobic, but as the frost cut off my escape path with a solid white
wall, I panicked.
Fog
rolled in, like cold death, cutting off my view of the park. It curled around
me, brushing against my face, arms, and legs. I turned back to the tree and ran
faster, my dress tangling between my legs as the fog and icy wind blew against
my skin.
The
parking lot is the other way! my mind screamed. The other way was cut off by a
mountain of ice. I felt as if I was being herded. By ice?
I
slipped on the icy ground, falling face first into the frost. Ice crept up my
toes and along my legs. I thrashed and screamed. I felt the fog becoming a
solid mass above me, pinning me to the ground. The ice piled around me. Am I
going to be buried alive?
I
dug my nails into the frigid snow in front of me and tried to claw my way out
of the frosted death trap. I was so panicked I didn’t feel it when my nails
broke against the impenetrable wall of ice, leaving red crescents of blood
welling up on sensitive skin. An hysterical sob worked its way out of my throat
as I gouged red lines into the ice. The ice was above my knees, snaking its way
up my thighs. I shivered.
Shivering’s
good, I reminded myself. It means your body hasn’t given up…yet. The cold was
painful, like a thousand little knives pricking my skin. A violent tremor went
up my spine, sending waves of pain through me.
“Help
me!” I screamed, knowing it was futile. I was going to die here.
Except
I couldn’t die. Could I? Mom said I was immortal, but was that all-inclusive?
Did I have a weakness? Was snow my Kryptonite? If I got hurt, would I heal or
would I be trapped in an injured body in pain forever?
I
suddenly didn’t know if immortality was a good thing or a bad thing. The cold
hurt. I was kicking, screaming, and clawing my way out of the frost, but for
every inch I gained a mountain piled around me. I thought I heard a man’s
laughter on the wind, the sound somehow colder than the ice freezing me into
place.
The
ground before my outstretched hand trembled. The shaking increased. The earth
lurched beneath me. The surface cracked and the sound was so loud that for a
moment all I could hear was high-pitched ringing in my ears. The ground split
into an impossibly deep crevice. My voice went hoarse from screaming as I
peered into the endless abyss, trapped and unable to move away from the
vertigo-inducing edge.
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Kaitlin Bevis spent her childhood curled up with a book, and a pen. If the ending didn't agree with her, she rewrote it. She's always wanted to be a writer, and spent high school and college learning everything she could so that one day she could achieve that goal. She graduated college with my BFA in English with a concentration in Creative Writing, and is pursuing her masters at the University of Georgia.
Her young adult series "Daughters of Zeus" is available wherever ebooks are sold. She also writes for truuconfessions.com and Athens Parent Magazine.
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