Page 67 - Fallen Thoughts

My family was on one of the last ships to be boarded and we were doing our

best to remain calm. It wasn’t easy as rioters, most of which my family knew,

were fighting to stay on Earth and had to be forcefully taken aboard the ships and

with just my luck, another rock storm hit.

Everyone began screaming, and babies were crying with soot in their

eyes. People began running and cutting in line to get into the transports. It was a

frenzy of fire and people. I fatefully looked behind me to see a wave of fire behind

me racing forwards to burn us alive. I froze. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe,

my family didn't even care enough to make sure I was still with them. Apparently

no one cared, no one noticed I was suffocating from the ash and my fears. No one

tried to shake me out of my state, no one looked back as the shuttle took off and

the wave of fire burned the remaining Earth.

I'm still trying to piece together why I didn't continue running. I would have

probably made it, but I couldn't move. Other people must have seen the fire

coming, but why I was so afraid? Maybe it was the pain in my chest from running

and lack of clean air, maybe it was the fear of being in outer space. Maybe it was

just me being weak.
But here I am still breathing, still thinking, still alive. The majority of my

body was burned and I can't feel most of my limbs but I survived. It’s had been

raining acidic water ever since the fire wave hit and continued for a few days. My

lungs burn every breath and my shelter leaks, but I stupidly survived. I don’t know

how, I can’t even remember how I got to this old train station to hide under.

I don’t know why I care if the shuttle survives its trip, humans are just going
to destroy another planet in time and they'll have to do this whole thing again.

They’ll never change now.