1st person: I… Internal conflict-Inside characters head

The decision must involve 2nd character

Based around 2nd character
Conflict must be about the second character Must affect the second character in some way

• At least 350 words no more than 800
• Develop and structure your ideas
• Use appropriate language features
• Check for errors

Ideas:

• Trying to stop someone
• Not wanting to do something that someone else wants you to do
• Friend pressuring you
• Trying to help someone

She wasn’t always that reckless. We could have died that night and it was all down to another one of her silly mistakes. The choice I made was the hardest decision of my life. 

Clouds invaded the starry sky as the cool breeze tickled my skin. As I glanced over, her eyes met mine and her mouth flashed me a brave smile. Her jaw was clenched. My heart thudded as I gulped in the fresh salty air, gazing at the sloshing water that lay a few meters away from me.

 “You don’t have to do this Rachel” I cried, as I watched the storm clouds cluster up above.

 She tossed her hair and giggled. Taking one last breath she shrieked and strode towards the edge. Plummeting towards the rolling waves with her mouth hanging open my heart stopped. Scrambling to the edge I scanned the water, trying to catch a glimpse of her golden hair. Nothing. The dry dirt crumbled beneath my feet as my curiosity leaned me over the cliff.  Hairs on the back of my neck rose and my whole body stiffened. I saw her. Trapped. She was enclosed in endless strands of gooey seaweed, weakening by the second. 

A quick,  logical plan was needed. If I jumped in and tried to save her my life could be at risk, but if I called the police and waited it could be too late. The rate of which she was sinking was very distressing and if I didn’t act fast she would drown. My brain swelled with the enormity of thoughts that entered it. Should I pick her life over mine? I reflected back on all of the memories we had together. A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. I would’ve done anything for that girl. Darkness overcame me as I remembered what Rachel had turned into. All of the things she said and did to me suddenly surfaced.  I had stuck by her through each one of her phases hoping she would eventually find herself, but now I was over it. She got herself into this mess, she can get herself out of it. I was the one always dragging her out of trouble—shrieking filled my ears as I shook myself out of my daydream. More of Rachels body was disappearing into the sea. Who was I kidding? I couldn’t leave my best friend tangled like a fly in a web, it had already started to rain. She’d won me over once again. Unbuckling my belt, I prepared for the jump.

Water rushed up my nose and flooded my eye sockets. My lungs were bursting as I reached the surface. Gasping, and through foggy eyes, I scoped out my rescue plan.  My ears filled with water so no sound could reach them, I imagined the sound of the waves as I saw them. Although my senses were altered, I managed to find her through the spray of the waves. Thrashing my arms through the sea, I paddled hard and finally brushed against a smooth slimy surface. Clutching her tanned arm and grasping my last ounce of strength, I yanked hard.

“Come on Rach” I panted.

Groaning, her other hand snaked out from behind her and wound behind my neck.

“Help me” she whispered.

Grinding my teeth, I dragged her like a doll through the torrential rain. My breath escaped my mouth, and like a vacuum cleaner, I sucked the salty water down my throat. I came to a halt wheezing and spluttering on the nasty taste. As I treaded the water I caught sight of car lights shining on the cliff. Crying out in joy I propelled Rachel through the dark sandy water until finally, my toe grazed the rocky bottom. I washed her up onto the beach as my limbs gave way underneath me.

“I’m sorry” Rachel whispered.

I collapsed into the ocean on my back with a sigh of relief. At least she knew how stupid she had been. Floating like a lilypad in a pond, my head hovered, as I let the rain fall through me. She was safe and that was all that mattered.

By Abby Fisher