I watched on as my sister Jenny was crushed by the rubble of our old home. Her limp arm sticking out. I couldn't save her. I-....I failed at my purpose. Nothing could be saved. I grew up in a christian house, yet never believed that bull shit. But if he existed, where was god now, huh? Is this some kind of fucking game? Is this some sick, some twisted euphoria for him? My throat felt clogged as I heard more and more screams. I never signed up for this shit, no one did. But I missed my mom, my dad, and my sister. Tears streamed down my face as watched the horror around me.
What did I do to deserve this?
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The Age Of The Apocalypse
Science FictionThe world in ruins. Anyone 21 and above dead. Children below the age 10 turning into zombie like creatures. The one question they all have in mind. Why is this happening. Quick author's note. This story is not for rhe faint of heart. It involves chi...
