It's been a month since I woke up and still no one appeared, at first I thought it was a joke but when I got out I realized it wasn't.
my name is Claire you may think I'm woman, sadly I'm not, I think it would be easy for me if I was since I'm carrying that girly name.
I'm a sophomore student in college, I came to my hometown for Christmas and the night of the new year it was the last time I saw my parents and my girlfriend, yeah what a cliche.
being alone in the world it doesn't seem so awful -not yet, hopefully not- . I developed some skills and hobbies like meditation and I had the time to read all my favorite books since there's no one around no work or anything I had to do, I think literally I got all the time in my hand .
now I'm having lunch it's weird how I know so because since I woke up the clocks were all not working I tried to fix some but I failed.
I'm wearing my headphones but yeah I hear something, I pulled them off quickly and shots "who's here ??" and no answer, I think I might lose my mind. I looked in every direction no one but before I sit back on my sit I heard the voice again. now I'm pretty sure there is someone here in this house. I can't describe my feelings now how I could be so happy that there is someone alive ain't me and yet I'm so scared it could be a dangerous person.
I got out of the house running because I saw someone get in the next door house.
"please wait" I asked, I went in the house and looked for any clues. I found none maybe I'm losing my mind maybe I'm dead and this is the afterlife, yeah this is the afterlife. I put my headphones back to enjoy at least some Adele songs. "she's a great artist, talented" I said
"nah! she's not my cup of tea all her songs are sad" I replied to myself
you kidding me, aren't you?
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I threw my head on the table crying, I always hide from people always wanted to be alone. so God punished me
oh my God!! is this warm food, my hand reached it, yeah it's warm that's mean there were someone here, one person I guess since it is only one plate.
before I get my hand out of the food I hear it , a voice, a man voice it was a long time since I heard one.
"hands up idiot and turn slowly"
I did as he said, it was a man in his late twenties I guess, He has a light beard and a gun pointed in me.
"please I didn't mean to enter your home without being invited" I said
"who you working for ?"
he was so cold, "what do you mean??" I was surprised, I mean were he inside his house all that time??
"don't try to fool me, your going to die anyway so I think you should do something matter before you die"
cars !! cars voice were outside, and fire guns were open on us before we understand a thing.
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