The Day The World Ended

August 22, 2017, day of the eclipse. People said the world would end today. I didn't listen to them. I thought it was foolish of them to believe that because they said the same thing about 2012. What i didn’t know was that my world would soon come to an end. I got home and everything was fine. I went on my phone and when i heard the news, it was then that my whole world came crashing down on me. The feeling in my chest was unbearable, and it would only get worse. I collapsed where i was and i broke down to a pathetic, sobbing mess. After my breakdown, i realized that i needed to have hope. I prayed so much with all my heart and suddenly felt calm. I was fine until later that day when what my suspicions were confirmed. When i heard the awful news, i felt numb. I knew i was sad but i just couldn’t believe what was happening. At this point, nothing felt real. I went to sleep still hoping that everything would be okay, but it would only get worse.

August 23, 2017. I woke up and still didn’t feel anything. I got ready for school and left. Once on the school bus, i suddenly felt the sharp pain in my chest that i had felt the day before. My eyes stung with tears that were threatening to spill. I fought them back and kept them in so that no one could see my weakness. After the series of unfortunate of events that i call my life, i promised myself that i wouldn’t cry in front of anyone unless i knew for sure they were worth it. But most of all, I swore i would never cry in front of the person responsible for destroying my world. I arrived at school with wet eyes and i discreetly wiped them ,as to not draw attention to myself. I went to my classes and everything was fine the whole day, i barely thought about it. I got out of school and checked my phone only to be greeted by texts with an urgent tone asking me to call them. I used a classmate’s phone to call them. Nothing in this world could have prepared me for what happened next. I thought everything was already as bad as it could get, i was very wrong. Things only got worse. I heard the words that i hoped would stay in my nightmares and soon i felt the sharp, soul crushing pain in my chest. I listened to the rest of the news, and barely managed to keep a composed figure. The pain worsened and i felt as if someone had just thrown a thousand daggers, all aimed at my heart. At this moment, only thing that kept me sane at that moment was the anger and hate for the monster that ruined my life.