Last Best Friends on Earth

Chapter 1 - last person on earth

      Being the last person and girl on earth really sucks ass. Let me start from the beginning about 24-48 hours ago, the world was full of people left to right. Everyone was so happy, not a care in the world that no one died. Yea, people have died left and right mainly everyday, but it wasn't people dropping like dead flies in a soup in a fancy restaurant with a man complaining about his soup. Let me start way over. My name is Shooting - Starr, but everyone called me Starr for short including my best friend Rexton.
        The reasoning why there's really no people in the world now is because of the virus called Covid -19. There wasn't a cure for the virus and from what I know only I had serviced. Not even my own best friend Rexton is alive. His family was one of the first families to die and go on the death list. You might ask me what the death list is. The death list is a entire list of every person or family that had died from the virus and all anyone had done was buried in their front yards so anyone who was still live could go visit them and say their good byes.
         To be honest with you, being only 17 years old, I can barely do anything. I never even gotten the chance to say good bye to Rexton. So what I am thinking is..... Am I immuned to the virus? Are there more survivors? If there's others then whee are they? Are they alone? Are they hungry?
        So many questions were going through my head.
        Being the only person alive now is a really good thing but at the same time it's not cool. Honestly, it gets really, really lonely on earth. There's no one to talk to, or hang out, or really do anything anymore. That doesn't bother me.
       Being an only person can really be handy sometimes but really lonely a lot of times. A lot of the time all I do is write in my notebook pretending to hide it from someone who doesn't know how to think or honestly read at this point. There's no schools or tutors no nothing.
But like I said before. What's the point of doing anything? There's no parents no teachers no one to tell you what to do. I'm only saying this because I'm 16 years old. I'm the last teenager alive on planet earth. There's no rules or anything to "keep me safe from harm" sometimes I tell myself lessons that people taught me when I was younger to make myself laugh. But honestly no one saw the virus coming. Well only one person did but no one believed him and now he's dead.
Where are my manners? Hi I'm Shooting Starr Wiechman (pronounced wishmin) and like I said many times before. Being the last person or whatever title you wanna give me really sucks. I was walking around for the longest time what felt like hours but honestly, it could of only been a couple of mins. You can never tell with time these days.
It's honestly really scary sometimes to think...." what if there's no other person actually alive?'' There's so many questions I wanna ask myself before jumping up and down like a weird puppy. Around the time the virus hit I was in the middle of high school work. Oh golly it just hitting me now. I'm never going to graduate. I'm never going to get married or have kids or anything.
Then a bright idea hit me, "I'm going to go see my best friend's gravestone and actually say goodbye to him. Plus. I'm going to steal his jacket from his closet. He still owed me a hoodie anyways."
       I started walking down the road so I could do the next part of my plan to say good bye to Rexton. With my back pack still at home, I turned around, picked it up, placed it on my back and started walking. Days went by with all my thoughts were dancing in my head.