The past is gone, is there any other way to say it? All mistakes, all joys, all emotions, they're gone because the apocalypse happened. Most people including my family, gone, being blown away like ashes in the wind. Scientists warned us but others never listened, I believed and ran. I ran to what the scientists said was a safe spot but my family did not follow and now, I sit and think of what must've been.
But wait, the past is gone and the only thing to look at is the future.
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Hi. This is my very first story so please don't judge.
PLEASE COMMENT AND VOTE :3 I really need a good start on this. :D
--Love
