Different

Prologue

Purge and war are spreading too fast. Too fast to get settle with it. Too fast to say goodbye. People are dying from unknown illness, but countries are too busy fighting each other. It's the end of everything.

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I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to my dad and brother. I was in school when they called every men over 18 into army. I have cried every night since that day. And counted. 30 days since the real war started.

13 days since my youngest sibling died. He was only 9 years old. Jason fought with all he got, dad said he now had to be the head of our family. Anna and Lizzy died 2 weeks after dad and Jacob left.

"Mom? Will we survive?" I asked and cuddled up to her. But she was asleep, as I thought.

"Goodnight mom..." Tears rolled down my cheeks as I closed my eyes and put my head on my pillow looking thing.

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This was the hardest day of my life. My mommy was gone. She was sick all this time but didn't say. She was trying to save my brother. Now I had no one. None.

Tears rolled down my cheeks and wouldn't want to stop. Heart was beating fast as I ran through our half dead town.
I ran and ran till I couldn't breathe. Wind hit my face and I cried.

I had anxiety attacks since I was 13 that's 3 years. But now I had my limit. Panic. Complete panic.