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This Is What’s Left

Atlas is alone, and as far as he knows there is no one else left alive on the planet. He's been own his own since 16 when his mother and father were killed by the undead. Atlas has been on his own for 7 years now, he's traveled to many places, but no one is left. He leaves himself with two option, survive or kill himself.

bransonc01 · Kinh dị ma quái
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The Girl From Out Of The Blue

     Hi, I'm Reign, I was just your average teenage girl when these things attack us and wipe out the entire world. I was 15 when this all started, it was just me and my mom by ourselves making ends meet. She worked a 9-5 job and I worked little small, part-time gigs where I could to help her out. I was never one for parties and hanging out with friends. In fact, I didn't have any friends in school. Honestly, the only difference between then and now is that no one is making fun of me. 

    When this all broke out I was at home, my mom let me miss school that day because she wasn't feeling all that great. I didn't mind I hated that place anyway. My mom went to the bathroom, and that's when the urgent message popped up on the news. "Attacks all over the country, lock al doors and windows. Don't make contact with the infected. Stay safe." Everything only went down hill from there. I went to the bathroom to tell mom the news, right before I went to knock I could hear her throwing up. "Mom, are you okay in there?" "Mom?" How could I have known, how could any of us know who was infected? I reached for the handle and opened the door, and there was my mom lying on the floor convulsing. I ran to her side to see if there was anyway I could help. She was moving her lips and I could just barely make out the words. "Kill me, please. Run." What!? What the hell was I supposed to do? I can't kill my mom. I'm too afraid, she been the only person there for me since I can remember. 

    I didn't really have any option, mom's pulse was gone. She had no breathing motion. I closed the bathroom, and the front door. Taking only the things on me as I began walking. 

                                                                                                ...

    7 years later and here I am with some guy named Atlas, they not even 10 minutes ago looked like he was gonna shit himself from fear. Can't really blame him, he was in a sticky situation. I was just glad to not be alone anymore. Feels nice to have someone around.