It's been 5 years since I learned I was the last person on earth. It was interesting at first, crazy almost. It was like the earth stood still. Vehicles on the road, phones hanging off the payphone post. A set of street hockey stuff still in the street. It was like everyone suddenly vanished into thin air. It was scary sure but after a while I accepted it. It was fun for a while going cross country eating whatever. Electricity never ran out for some reason. Although after a year all pre vanish for went bad. Oh right I'm calling it the vanish for obvious reasons. So I picked up farming. Read some books and junk. Yeah it was difficult to pick up but I got the hang of it. No live stock though so no meat. I'd kill for a steak. Not like there's anything to kill. I got like mannequins set up at the nearby super market. Yeah they're creepy but it's keeping me sane enough. I kinda forgot what Human interaction was like. I think it was good. No animals. Not even bugs. Just kinda my plants and me. Nature doesn't seem to be taking nothin over. So I'm good for houses. I still wander but I've more or less sale settled. My times probably coming eventually here. I'm not old or nothing but I person can't live for that long like this I wouldn't think. Eh whatever I'm rather content so whether I die tomorrow or live forever I'm good. Well I gotta get to my plants. I'll probably write later
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Last man on Earth
Short StoryOne day everyone vanishes. only one man remains. these are his journals.