I looked around my once peaceful town the screams of my family echoing through my skull. Why? Why was I the only one to escape to be unharmed. To be alive. I clambered up the rubble to get a better look at the devastation. My mind is flooded with memories of growing up here with all my friends and then I snap back to reality and burst into tears. I was never really the kind of person to cry. But no one is here so why even bother hiding everyone is dead I have no one left to console in. I look up to smoke polluted sky and just let the tears roll down my face. Suddenly I hear some debris moving from behind me. I spin around to see a looming shadow on a nearby wall. I sprint to the closest place i could hide. It smells damp and like rotting corpses though i'm not surprised.
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Short StoryJust some story openings I came up with but not really used