Survivor's Guilt Book 1 The Breaking Of An Old System

Chapter 5: "Jerry Luna" The Signs Of War

Flashback, October 26, 2008.

I'm steadily walking down this road of humbleness that will never be portrayed correctly through the media. My heart is beginning to start pounding in my chest. There's a rage building through it because all my friends and family are no more. They've been corrupted by the knowledge they've received from these so-called heroes or politicians. I've never like the idea of being taken advantaged of because of my ignorance of many things.

I used to look at those people who were smart and witty as broad in prospect but scarce in mindset. I stand by that moral all the way but there's no way things are going to change from here on out. I walk into the old food mart across the street from Ironforge mall. As I got closer I noticed a sign on the window,

"We've lost everything."

I immediately knock multiple times on the door until someone comes to answer. A girl I went to high school with named Rosetta answered the door. She opened it slightly just to see my face,

"Who are you" in a subtle tone.

I stepped back quietly,

"You don't remember me? I always supported your family business. You know the guy who always gets glazed doughnuts and peanut chews."

She's slowly beginning to shut the door,

"What does it matter anyway, it didn't make a difference."

She just shut the door in my face and I proceeded to continue walking home. I live directly two blocks down from this spot towards the edge of Iron Forge crossing into Stonewall. There's a smell of cinnamon and apple I get off my street. I walked for about thirteen minutes until I made it home. I run into the house remembering the news is coming on soon.

There's an important statement happening with the next five minutes. Since it's going on six o'clock I decide to take the quickest shower ever. After I'm done I put some Ramen noodles in the microwave and get some strawberry kiwi drinks. I turned the TV on without realizing just how ignorant I was to what was really happening around here.

I was fourteen minutes late even though I rushed through every day. There was a guy on the news standing next to the news lady saying

"In order to stabilize the population that has exceeded the population carrying capacity. Scientists will depend upon their wits and that of natural selection. Scientists will come together to create flu shots, plagues, heightened dormant cancer, viruses that spread widely cutting more than half the population. They will create cures but not yet until the population largely decreases."

The news lady took the mic away from him,

"To a certain degree yeah a population in an isolated area such as a household that actually fits the needs of the children then maybe the after effects won't be so devastating because they won't be directly burdened on the government nor their team."

The guy snatched the mic out of her hand,

"Resources have been overused to meet the carrying capacity which is meant to eliminate the total over exhaustion of the population density. But that is no longer enough anymore. That's why so many of these last hundred years a lot of the human population have been dying. We were warned by the goddess that our sins will catch up to us but not how. Now we know and we've already lost."

My head is spinning all over, after hearing this unethical nonsense on my television. I stared at the television in utter disgust. I ran into my closet drawer and grabbed the dozens of papers I filled through all the years. I laid the papers down on the table and took the lighter from out my pocket. I lit the papers on fire.

As I watched them burn away I felt a feeling of release from my agitation and anger and abandonment of a system that was trusted with so much. Too much.....