English Monologue

 Kevin

Point in time: Lawnmower explosion (Pg 81-92 Chap. 7)

Last night it all went wrong. We were spotted, not only spotted but chased after. I didn’t realise how stupid we were until now. It was Ellie’s idea to get a little closer. Then we had 3 soldiers patrolling after us with automatic rifles.

What was she trying to do (pause), kill us? I thought she was cool under pressure, confident under pressure. But no, firstly she leads us into a dead end at Mrs Alexanders, and then she fumbles with the matches.

I couldn’t bear to watch spark after spark get swallowed up by the empty darkness. At that point I calmed myself; told myself not to panic. But I could hear the soldiers’ footsteps. I acted on instinct and came out of my hiding behind the protective wall. I put my hand on her shoulder to calm her and mouthed for her to light the match. I remember her hands shaking so fast and her face with the sign of fear written all over it. I’ve always known Ellie to be composed under pressure. She seemed a bit edgy and uneasy, and that worried me. I couldn’t imagine what would have happened if she hadn’t gotten that match alight.

The soldiers were about three metres from her when the little spark hit the fuel. Now a new fear filtered into my mind. Would we get away? With Corrie limping along, however small her injury it may have been, it would be getting worse and worse with all this running. I don’t see Corrie to be a girl who cries or is easily upset. She holds in the pain. She’s one of those people who don’t want their disability to get in the way of the task at hand.

I had to let that aside and not put too much thought or sympathy into her suffering. She too would have known we couldn’t wait for her. That’s how much we’ve bonded.

We ran! Thought of nothing else but moving our feet one after the other. Ellie was as pale as I’d ever seen her. I could almost see her lungs working overtime. We were running for more than our lives, we were making history and trying to resolve this act of cruelty.

The events that followed were a blur. I almost lost my sense of direction and began to think about the others. Were they safe? Did the soldiers find our hiding spot? Being distracted wasn’t my only concern; the thought just kept coming back to me. I’m just worried that Ellie and Homer are taking charge. Homer; he’s one of the jerks at the school. Fi even said that herself. So why is everyone so willing to take his lead? Ellie has also changed. It’s not like her to organise these events all by herself. I’m not trying to say I would be better than any of them, but the plans have only worked up till now.

Yes… we blew up the lawnmower last night and got home safely; but everyone makes mistakes and I feel that Homer or Ellie are going to make a big one soon. Ellie almost got us killed when she said we should go a little closer.

We all need a good night’s sleep and to freshen up. It’s not like me to say something like that. I’m sure Homer will have a plan for us tomorrow.

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