25th December 2058
I found this notebook underneath the cupboards in the cabinets that hold the food, we haven't had paper down here since I was probably about seven so you can believe my excitement when I found this thing. I decided to write a diary about my life now, it's just a way to pass the time down here, it feels like an eternity. Hi I'm Casey I have lived in a bunker sunk 100 feet under the earths surface since I was a year old. I'm sixteen now. Fifteen long years in a bunker. We should stay down here longer but we can't, by we I mean my family, I have three older brothers a mother and a father. The food is running out, the long life food that tastes and looks like slime that we have left is running out from an accident we had a few years back, but i won't go into that. At least we still have water. My family is scared of going out, up to the surface I mean, but I just want to be free of this place I've heard stories from my family about what it was like before the war started, the earth was dying but humans were living, there were twenty seven billion of us, that's right not a spelling error i can assure you, twenty seven billion. Governments tried to send some onto a Mars project where it would be much less crowded, sending of five large space crafts that held two billion people each they started their journey to mars, unfortunately for the quite a few people aboard the Siren ship which was one of the mars mission ships broke apart leaving the atmosphere, the ships were set off too close together and the following two crashed into parts of the Siren ship. The last two ships were never launched. Six billion people gone, in an instant. As you can probably guess this did not go down well with most of the population, I mean you wouldn't want to wake up with human body parts scattered across your lawn knowing your sister or brother was on that ship would you? No you wouldn't. The remaining twenty one billion people got angry, really angry. They began to terrorize each other with murder and suicide becoming a daily occurrence in ones life. That was when the governments hit, and they hit hard. All the nuclear weapons they had to be exact. Of the 196 countries in the world 195 were wiped clear of humans, the governments being idiotic hit with nuclear weapons which just killed everyone even the people running the governments, at least they died a slow death one from radiation poisoning, they deserve it for what they did to us. The only remaining country is Australia, but don't worry we were bombed pretty hard too, my family and others around us built shelters in the first six months of the war, before Australia got its shipment of nuclear weapons to control the population. First they hit Darwin and Perth, Brisbane was next, then they hit the capital Canberra. In Australia the population was too spread out for the remaining bombs to get us, we live about five hours out from Sydney, out west. We thought we were safe but just to be careful we made this bunker, to try and stay alive. We have guessed over and over how many people are alive out there, with only about eighty million Australians and with most living in the major cities we estimate there are less than a million of us left still alive. We don't know whats out there but tomorrow we leave the bunker and I finally get to see the surface.
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The Surface
Teen FictionCasey Werrington doesn't remember life outside the bunker that her family and her have stayed in for the past fifteen years of Casey's life...but the rations that were meant to last until the family can go up to the surface again have almost been us...