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According to Beth
When the fall of modern civilization inevitably came about, millions of people struggled and died. But this story is not about everyone that was lost. They are gone…and dead people have nothing left to say. This story is about me, Beth. It’s about what I think happened and how it affected my life.
By The Barnyard Scribbler5 years ago in Fiction
Between the Mountains & Mayhem
Drops of sweat slid down Axis’s face as she maneuvered her arms and legs. Careful of every step. Every potential mark of evidence. The wind ruffled her hair as the first rays of daylight heated her skin and cast the unsteady terrain in golden tones. Temperatures already climbing.
By Margaret Mantor5 years ago in Fiction
Eve
Evelina Sanchez blinked her ice blue eyes open and groaned as a loud musical alarm blared. Her head hurt from contraband bottles of champagne and too much reckless behavior for a Wednesday night. She reached for her pillow and pulled it down over head, the weight of the soft, dense down soothing against her throbbing temples, dampening the noise. The sun shone through the wide-open window, creating floating shadows of leaves and tracing patterns of light to dark across the floor. A breeze blew inside, gently fluttering the sheer white curtains.
By Mariah Thompson5 years ago in Fiction
The Lonesome Locket
The Lonesome Locket Lillian Charles Diary May 9th, 2649 Dear Dairy, After restless nights without food, weeks after the Apocalypse happened. An UFO activity dropped a test chemical machine that crashed into the nearby woods that leads to the city, where I once lived. By Day 1 people got really sick or caused them to go crazy. It spread throughout in 2 days, Millions or possibly Billions of people had died of Radiation poisoning, including my family. I was ordered to leave before I became infected. It didn't take long before realizing, I'm now alone and all I had left was a golden shape heart locket. That's the only burden I carry in the remembrance of them. I've been wandering on the streets for weeks alone, wondering when I will ever find someone out there, maybe alive but, I haven't found anyone. As I lay here writing my diary tonight, all I could see above me is the lonely moon surrounded by stars. If I knew the answers for what caused this phenomenon to happen. If I were a scientist, what cure could I find to save humanity? But today lucky for me, I was saved by an actual scientist named Dr. Jared Jules. I didn't understand his true intentions when we first met. He took my locket from me and while wondering how I survived the apocalypse. He had this crazy notion that my locket is what saved me from being infected. I was very confused, "How did a piece of jewelry save my life?" What does this mean? He took a piece of my locket from the back and it revealed an unusual glowing galaxy stone. I had no clue, why do I have a hidden galaxy stone in my locket? I was tested later that day and the reveal is shocking. I'm not even human. With this shock, I had run off and locked myself in a room with my locket back. At least I can finally rest safe tonight. I will find out more tomorrow.
By Tausha Henry5 years ago in Fiction
VESSEL
The old world was over, this much I knew. Any other questions would certainly just be open ended at this point. Uncertainty seemed to have become my middle name overnight. There was blood on my hands, a lot of it. My pale face had turned completely black from the smoke that covered the city like a blanket. This didn’t feel like a war, this felt like the end.
By Zelda Turner5 years ago in Fiction
Silas
Silas drove mindlessly down Poplar Tent road. The engine of his ’88 Chevy S10 was loud which suited him fine. It helped drown out his thoughts. The truck was in decent condition, bearing in mind it was ten years old. He’d gotten it from his father when he got his license the previous year.
By Jen Mearns5 years ago in Fiction
Back to Earth
“I cannot believe you posted that-” Shanae flopped onto my bed grabbing my phone. “totally fishing for compliments.” I rolled my eyes as far back in my head as I could, “it’s just a picture of me. If people feel compelled to compliment me, then the shoe fits I guess.”
By Megan Osborn5 years ago in Fiction
The Strongest Force on Earth
I look over at Jaxson as he sleeps, sprawled out on a blanket in the sand. The sun shining down on his face gives it a radiance that seems to belong there. How lucky am I that the last man on earth is so delightfully handsome? I let my eyes wander over his thin, muscular body, bronzed from the sun. In the year since we found each other, I've explored every inch of that body. My gaze slowly travels all the way up to his sandy, blonde hair. I sigh happily.
By Rebecca Key5 years ago in Fiction
100 Seconds to Midnight
Sirens sounded around her. Ms Camille Pidranti woke with a sore head. As her eyes came to, morning sunlight broke through the low-hanging clouds and lit up the dust around her like a disco ball. Her throat was scratching with dryness, as she pushed herself off the wooden floor with a groan.
By Alice Carter5 years ago in Fiction
Detached
Everything’s different even though it feels the same. Unfortunately, it’s not; an odd reflection really. Nothing is out of place or eerily abnormal and they made sure of that once we had to start again. The streets have been cleansed, washed over, erasing the lives that were destroyed. Bricked houses line the newly paved roads, perfected by the fam’s that inhabit them, each one embodying three members of the same blood, so different kinds don't ever mix. They all possess striking similarities from where they first started – same skin, same tone – almost having the same lineage but never the same customs. Love doesn’t exist here, nor anywhere for that matter.
By Jasmine Harness5 years ago in Fiction
