Taylor Richardson
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I'm a full time college student just trying to do what I love by creating and enjoying the art of story telling.
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Constant Reminder
It’s the end of the month, or so we tell ourselves considering we’ve lost track of the days and only know the year at this point; so that means it’s time to collect more supplies for survival. Last month, my older brother, Joseph, went with our younger sister, Carole, on this journey; that means it’s my turn and I’m not too excited about it. Where we’ve made our home, we’re surrounded by trees, which helps to provide us with cleaner air, and as we go off into the city to gather supplies, it becomes hard to breathe. This is how we’ve lived for the past five years; traveling with gas masks, sickness taking out half of the population including our parents, and clean water becoming scarce every time we go on this journey. People have turned on one another, and the neighbors that we do have, we only speak to when we make eye contact. To be honest, I don’t remember what life was like before the world fell apart, all I can really say is that at some point we had parents, until we didn’t.
By Taylor Richardson5 years ago in Fiction
