Creative Writing: Refugee

March 18th, 2018. Today we are testing out my creation, the Gemini-Scout. My brother, Derrick Gonzalez, a miner, is going underground into his mine, and I will control the robot. The robot will go into the mine and find him. If all goes well, I could be rich! An engineer, Shawn Gonzalez wrote in his journal. He shut the book and stuffed in into his brown leather satchel. With one of his large hands, he flipped his long, dirty blonde hair. He stood up and walked over to his control station and put on the white headset. Shawn’s bright blue eyes met Derrick’s green ones. Shawn was average height, skinny, and had a big head. Unlike Shawn, Derrick was tall, and rather large.
Shawn smiled and gave Derrick a thumbs-up. “Mic one, check.” Shawn let the others know. “Mic two, check.” Derrick spoke. “Great, let’s begin. Derrick go ahead and enter the mine.” Shawn sounded so confident, but he was secretly terrified. What if it doesn’t work? What if it doesn’t find him and he gets lost? “Okay Derrick I want you to go far back. Find a comfortable spot, sit down, and turn off your flashlight.” Shawn instructed him. “Let us know when you’re ready and I’ll send her in.”

Shawn it’s a robot, not a person.” Derrick walked through the dark entrance of the mine with only his flashlight to guide him. There was rocks and dirt everywhere. He walked through the narrow tunnel cautiously. After about six minutes of walking, he found a large rock on the left side of the mine. He brushed some of the dirt off of it and sat down. “Alright, I think I’m ready.” Derrick let the rest of the crew know. Shawn sighed and slowly pushed forward a small red lever. He looked to his right as the four foot tall robot’s wheels started to turn. A small square screen directly in front of his face turned