Thread:Strataffin/@comment-33811023-20180725132159

This is so friggin late it is 9am I am a useless child

I got you for Secret Santa and I was so excited because that means I got to write about Mila! It's basically about how she died.

Story
It had been two days since the rocket headed for the moon had been launched in Russia. Words could not describe the excitement Mila Malevich felt at the moment. She was going to the moon! For years and years, the Soviet Union has dreamed about This! Getting to space before the Americans! And she was one of the people who was going along! "We're almost there Mila! Are you ready to be the first person on the moon?" Alexei, the other cosmonaut and her friend asked her with a smile. He was the one manning the ship. "Of course!" she responded with a wide grin. She was going to be the first person on the moon. And a girl at that. The way people see the world would be so different after she came home to Russia. She would be a hero for so many budding female cosmonauts(or astronauts, as those Americans called them) around the world. It was so thrilling! What was even more exciting was the fact that there was zero gravity in space. Imagine being able to do flips effortlessly, imagine being able to pretend to fly, imagine, oh just imagine! She could hardly wait to be able to float around, just like a ghost would. 50,000km to go. Mila was feeling jitterish. She honestly couldn't believe It! It was almost as if her heart was banging back and forth. She thought she could even hear it visibly! "Mila, did you hear that bang?" Alexei asked worriedly. "It sounded as if something broke." "Probably just my heart beating. I'm so excited!" Mila answered, grinning at him. "I mean, we're going to the moon!" "I don't think so, Mila," Alexei told her. "That definitely sounds like an explosion to me." "Well let's hope it's something trivial that won't stop m- us from getting to the moon and back." She responded, hoping that it was true. She didn't realise how wrong she was. "Malevich. Petrov." It was Commander Ivanov, back in Russia. "I think there's a leak in the oxygen tanks." A leak in the oxygen tanks? She turned around, and sure enough, the oxygen levl in Tank 1 was 0. How are we going to breathe? Slowly Mila'a expresson changed from confused to shell-shocked. She had thought this was going to be such an amazing discovery! The first person on the moon! And a girl at that! No, they had to do something about It! Alexei brought her back to reality. "A leak in the oxygen tanks?" he screeched like a monkey. "How are we going to breathe?" "Turn the ship back!" Mila screamed, almost desperate. "Do something! We have to get back and try again!" "We can't do anything! All the oxygen is going to leak out and we can't go without oxygen for three whole days!" Alexei responded with a look of fear in his eyes. Mila was filled with tears. She couldn't believe it. Her dreams had been shattered as soon as she had heard that those tanks had bust. All the oxygen was slowly seeping away as she sobbed her eyes out slowly. She didn't notice Alexei trying to comfort her. She didn't notice Commander Ivanov apologising to both of them. She didn't notice thefight between Alexwi amd the commander. All she noticed was the oxygen level in Tank 2 go to 0. "We don't have that much time left," she wheezed out. "Six more minutes," Alexei responded unde his breath. He was smiling, but Mila couldn't help but feel bad for him. His family, mum, dad and little sister would be devastated. Oh, what about her family? Momma, Poppa? The thought could make her cry again. "Goodbye, Malevich, Petrov." Commander Ivanov said with a stone cold expression before cutting off the line. Mila could hardly respond due to lack of oxygen. The last thing Mila remembered was how beautiful the Earth looked from space before the world went black.

I hope you like it! 