The Aftermath

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I woke with my cheek against the burning ground. The smell of smoke in the air burning my nostrils as I inhaled it. This smell and these craters were the aftermath of the lightning storm.

As I got up off the ground I saw the extent of the damage. The ground was covered in craters and dead bodies. I looked around to see if I could catch sight of anyone. Thomas. Minho. Newt. Jimmy. Shit. I didn't know where he was. I lost him during the storm. I spun around in circles calling his name. "Jimmy. Jimmy." Panic started to set in. I had no idea where he was. I sank to the ground crying.

"Maya." I looked up at who was calling my name. It was Thomas.
"Have you see Jimmy?" I asked.
"Yeah. He's over with Minho."

Relief flooded through me when I heard those words. My little brother wasn't dead. But so many others were. So many people I only knew for about half an hour gone in 5 minutes.

It made me realise that if I'm gonna survive and make it to my dad, I'm gonna have to be as strong as hell because I have no idea what I'm gonna face out here but I know, it ain't gonna be good. It's going to rip me apart and reveal how strong I really am.

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