Die to Live *EDITING*

Ryan

Ryan: Introduction

Some people don't believe us when we say we were kidnapped, they think we all ran away or went on a trip without telling anyone. Other people were smart and stayed home that Friday night, unlike us, we had no reason to not go to the party. No one knew where we had been taken, or who had taken us. Sure our parents searched and so did everyone else, it was all over the news, but yet no one found us. The world changed quickly after we got out, things were never the same and neither were people. No one knew what we had been through, what they had put us through. It's hard to think about the things that we've all been through. What my friends went through. How many friends and loved ones we've all lost. We don't know how to explain to the parents that lost their children, or to the friends that lost their friends. It's strange how we can still feel things after everything we have seen.

Even if we tried to explain to them, they'd just call us crazy and say we'd be in a nut house. Either that or the government too us for experimenting. But it wasn't the government. It wasn't the government that started the virus. Not even close. We know what started the virus, we can't explain it to people. They laugh at us, say out 'theory' is ridiculous. People think it was just a vaccine for the common cold that went wrong and spread. Few people think it was chemicals, but in a way it was I suppose.

Now we're all grown up, it has been years since the incident. We've taken the roll of repopulating the world, rebuilding the world. Every so often, someone will ask us to tell our story. We'd always refuse, not wanting to relive it a second more than we have to. But everyone must tell their story eventually.