She sat alone on her newly tiled modern bathroom floor. The cold tiles making her body shiver. Her tries making many, many marks and stains on her clothing. She had just went out yesterday and bought the already stained clothes. Maybe she wanted to stop. Stop eating. Stop breathing. But we don’t know.
Then . . .
There was an orchestra of sounds, windows opening and glass shattering, doors slamming...
“I’m telling you, Veva, everything froze last night! It did!” I said to her as we walked through the corridors of the school.
“And I’m telling you this as your best friend, you should see someone about that.”Veva said, I scoffed at her remark.
“Just saying you shouldn’t believe everything you think you see, it could’ve been all a dream anyways.”Veva shrugged as we continued walking. We continued t...
To the one who I hope will survive the end times while I don’t.
Even though she couldn’t last a day.
Some say, only lovebirds find each other in Apocalypse. I don’t think it’s true. the apocalypse says you don’t know who will survive or who will die could be you wondering in the Apocalypse the end times as well.
But at least one of us made it out maybe will I have some closure to my life.
