the art
of life
is letting
go.
-"I don't know how you are so familiar to me- or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conc...
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My hands were still shaking, and palms sweating. Wilhemina wouldn't answer my calls. As I am typing the message out, my phone dies. -"Ah what!? Not now..."-I said to myself. I search for my charger, but before I get a chance to plug my phone in, the power goes out. The house went dark, as it was the middle of the day, but a rainy, cloudy summer day.
I put on my shoes, running out of the house. I see our neighbors getting into their car, as their children sobbed loudly. I didn't know where I was going at first, then I remembered we live close to the town square.
A complete mess was going on there. Everybody went crazy. People were crashing in one another's cars, even I almost got run over a few times. The crowd was pushing me and stepping on my feet. I saw multiple people jumping off their balconies, as they rather wanted to die this way than in the apocalypse.
I was passing by a shop window, where on the tv I saw a news reporter saying his goodbyes to his family, as he most likely wouldn't make it home fast enough to see them ever again. I then realized how serious the situation actually was. My heart was pounding in my chest. My legs went numb.
-"Oh Wilhemina... Where are you? If I could see your face once more, I could at least die happy."-I thought in grief.
I turn my head and see a familiar face. It was Coco Vanderbilt. I used to see her all over social media before.
Let me put this together... A rich woman, getting into a car that's rushing to a certain place during the apocalypse. In that case, I'll definitely follow her.
A girl who is getting on a motorcycle beside me draws my attention. -Well it's now or never...
I push her off before driving away. She was shocked and she started screaming. At the very moment, I didn't care. I was now following Coco's car.
