Hold on Sun

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Everyone already knew that we'd all die one day, different beliefs about our own mortality told us about what we instinctively knew from birth, deep deep down. That Death was coming after us. Death's arrival could be fast or slow, but it wouldn't matter because he'd still arrive eventually one day. 

Shivering, I held my jacket around myself as the wind around me picked up a bit. I walked into a store to purchase some goods, like milk and eggs. I pushed around a cart as I neared the dairy aisle, picking up the right type of milk, when suddenly a loud sound coming from the tv near the checkout, began.

When it was over, the news channel had been switched on.

There were two people on the news broadcast, both seemed very nervous and gloomy, much unlike the usual type of newscasters. One was a woman, with dark skin and curly brown hair, she had on a green suit jacket. And the one next to her was a man, he was graying at the beginning of his receding hairline, he had a brown jacket with several buttons on it.

''I'm Diane and this is Timothy, we are unfortunate to tell you these news, as we've received a report from NASA where the scientists have discovered a meteor shower, heading... right towards us''. Timothy looked pale as she said the last bit, with a solemn look in their eyes as they reported.

''We wish you all the luck in this coming disaster, good night people''. Timothy finished, he didn't seem to even process his own words, it was like he was still processing their forthcoming doom.

Death, was final and with that many stories had originated from death. Many religious texts and even theories about what lies beyond the veil. Even as we know that one day, we'll all pay our dues in death. It still doesn't enter the brain. The fact seems unreasonable and unthinkable, the possibility of dying is near probability in the hundreds.

As if someone had snapped their fingers, panic ensued. People were pushing each other, left and right. Grabby hands were stocking up on cans and goods that would hold a few days, in an event such as this it was impossible not to feel the panic creeping up. I, like many others had shoved a bunch of cans into the cart, things like beans and peaches.

At the last can, I grabbed it only to find that someone else had attempted to take it as well.

I looked over to my left from where the hand came from, it was a man in his fifties, he was glaring at me with such a stare that I thought he tried to ''Superman'' me to death.

I had to have that can, what if it was the can that would ultimately save me from starvation.

I had a few cans already, but I was afraid that generosity would not save me in this regard. If anything I'd probably regret it as i knew my luck was bad.

A wrestling match ensued and I came out victorious but not without an immense feeling of guilt, seeing him laying on the ground and trying to get up. I gave the can to him, he harshly ripped it away from me and walked off.

As much as I'd like to think of only myself, I will never stop completely to be human. I looked in his cart and saw that he had only three cans. The guilt had tripled.

As the moment had passed, I rushed out of the store, knowing that money was now useless. Who'd want a paycheck over surviving the apocalypse?

Pushing the remaining guilt aside, I drove to the nearest shelter, where a tiny crowd had gathered. The radio had told me that this was the nearest one in my city. Each shelter could only hold about ten people, it was useless. It felt as if we'd been abandoned by everything, the government, the law and... possibly God.

I shut off my car, I already had most things with me for a camping trip so I assumed that was the things I needed.

A light, bandages, food, a knife, a foldable chair, a fire starting kit and clothes.

I assumed that most things like, beds and a place to store your belongings.

Our government had already taught us what emergency protocols were in place, for different disasters so I knew that shelters from bombs and things like meteorites, would protect us. Hopefully I don't lose my sanity whilst trying to survive, and I hope that I make it out of this alive.