WOUNDED ALIEN
"Why would they hurt their own kind? And at the expense of their own growth, at that?" I thought as I stared down at the pink wound in my chest. I bled quickly and painfully. My entire chest was magenta with blood.
I had tried to get back to the ship so I could report my brothers' and sisters' betrayal, but I was far too weak for that. I laid on the soft, green landscape, peering around for anyone who might be able to help me--that is, if any Earth-dwelling creatures were even willing.
We were sent to Earth to achieve something together, to learn and to teach. After they turned on me, I could no longer trust their motives. We were no longer together. I felt cheated by my own family.
I was alone.