BROKEN MINDS

Prolouge

The wind brushes my cheek as a tear falls from my eye. Gone, everything, nothing but...gone. Memories of the giggling neighborhood kids playing hopscotch. Playing hide-and-seek in the woods near our house. Living simple, but poor. We were happy, that's what mattered. One problem...I won't experience it again, ever.

A couple hours earlier, me and Alex, getting ready for school. Doing chores, gathering everything we need. Normal, very normal. Little did we know there was a disaster waiting to happen.

We were getting ready to walk to school when a humongous jet flew by. We knew what was coming...bombers. I shake at the word.

We huddled in a bomb shelter. Silent, until Father said,

"This place isn't strong enough, Melanie."

"Well.. What do we do?" Says mother stiff.

"We don't have much of a...you know...choice."

Father was right. We didn't. They came up with a plan to save us. Willow, Alex, run to the far forest.

"What? No. We can't leave. Not now." Alex said.

"I said go, now!" Father replied.

We have no choice. We run. I lose Alex in the chaos. So now I'm here. Lost, scared, hungry, cold. Nobody can do anything about it. So I stay. I try to find shelter but it's impossible basically. So instead, I try to find a friend or family member, but they are probably long gone.

I hear a noise. A scream of terror and pain. I run in the direction of the sound. It's a man in his own puddle of red, hot blood. I gasp.

"Shot," his lips tremble when he speaks.

"Can....I..you know...help?" I ask.

"Thank you, but there's no hope." He replies.

He tells me to move along which I do so. When I see a familiar face limping towards me. Alex.