I sat alone. I always sat alone. Even before this all started. I sat by myself on the same park bench. But, it was greener then, the lake used to be full of fish. The trees used to be full of birds, and the park used to be full of people. I thought before that I was alone, but now, I really know what alone means. Alone means no one is there, I just felt alone then, but now I am alone, no one is here now, they all went to sleep, and never woke up, oh, how incredibly rude of me, my name is Ben, I am 8 years old, I go to a school called Eastern Vally Primary School. No one goes to school anymore though. It must be the holidays, I'm not sure if it is the summer or the winter holidays, well, this has been a very long holiday so it must be the summer. But the summer isn't warm like it used to be, probably because the clouds don't like the sun anymore. That's what my mum said before she was asleep. I remember when I went to school, I had no friends, so she everyone feel asleep, I didn't care, my mum told me that there was no school today and that we were going to stay in the basement for a while, my dad wasn't there though, he was taken away by men in black jackets, I never saw him again. I miss my dad, and my mum. But they are gone now. Sometimes I get bored so I walk. I walk all around the city. There are a lot of people sleeping on the ground. They smell because they haven't had a shower in a long time, sometimes I go to the super market and get some beans, I like beans, but all my favourite food is all mouldy. Most of the time I cry, I sometimes I think to myself that mummy is going to wake up, but she doesn't, her body is to squishy now, "why" because the building crushed her. I used to wash mums head but now a rat lives in there and I don't like it when it try's to bite me. There was once a boy how used to come and see me when his mummy fell asleep, we used to have a lot of fun together, we played and talked, until the day he stole my beans. I hit him, I hit him on the back of the head, as hard as I could, I made him hurt, I made him sleep, I thought he was going to get up and hurt me again, but he never did. He fell asleep just like every else. I always walk alone, the doctors say that I am not good at getting friends, and that I am a naughty boy for biting him. I used to like to run through the graveyard outside the city. It used to be very peaceful. I talked to grandma there most of the time, she used to ask how my mum was doing. I said that she needed a bath. One day I decided to dig grandma up, so she could come and see mother. But when I dug her up she didn't look like my grandmother. She looked like a witch! Now I don't like going there because of the her.
