Karisma Nesbeth

So It Began

I remember as if it were happening now. Tears sliding down her cheeks, powdered with ash. One couldn't help but to be drawn in to her crippling grief. As the world around her was being consumed with devastation and chaos, she stood still in silence gripping something ever so tightly in her hand. I pulled myself up slowly and shook the rubble off. Never could I have imagined such grave suffering and anguish, but we were warned. I thought about all the apocalyptical movies and the various ways they tried to depict the end of the world. In that moment I realized that they were all right.