You. Today. The Last One?

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I sit in the middle of an empty room doing nothing, just looking at the grand clock.

Alone.

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

The silence is driving me insane.

Tick-tock

Alone here I am biting my finger nails, staring.

I am the last human on earth.

No.

I meant, the Last Living Human on earth.

The time is 11:59 pm.

I am dying of Boredom.

Hunger.

Death.

Alone.

Tick-tock

Why?...

I cover my ears and keep on staring.

Finally.

Ding-dong

The clock strikes 12:00.

Night.

Great...

Another day, comes closer, another day of living hell.

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