|Chapter 1|

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It has been eight years since the bomb went off. We still don't know what happened, or the person that did it. One-hundred bombs were set off that night one-hundred people were found wounded. I was one of one-hundred that survived, over 5,000,000 died. The world is literally falling apart. Everything has plunged into darkness. Nothing can go outside, without dying. So many bombs were set off its toxic spread throughout the world. You would die on the spot if you went out.

My whole family died. I got put with my moms old friend. She has two other daughters and 3 boys. It's like prison, but worse. I really miss my parents. My sisters and brother too. I'm not really sure they really died. My sisters especially. They weren't even in the same building with me and my parents. They were in a building that didn't get blown up. It's really confusing. I can only hope that things get better.
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(Edited, February 25, 2016

Editer: WolfiaMoon700

Writer: @_EightDays_

Word Count: 175)

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