Holding on

Good morning

    I wake up and take a deep breath of carbon dioxide and little oxogen, its only 7:15am. I take a look outside my smudge covered window but I can't see far into the smog.
    I get dressed and head downstairs for breakfast it's the same thing as always Powdered eggs and stale toast. I've seen the videos of how life used to be when there were trees, animals, and clear water, but now it's just me....
     It's pretty boring being alone with nobody to ever talk to so that's why I'm writing this hoping that one-day somebody may read this.
      I go outside into the abandoned city full of broken down cars and  buildings that are starting to fall apart.  There's nobody left here but I still check everyday just hoping that maybe just maybe I can find some form of life.
     After hours of searching I'm starting to get tired so I start heading back home. But Then I Heard A Loud Bang! I start running to the loud noise  hoping that maybe just maybe it's someone or something.
     There is dust everywhere and it's burning my eyes and lungs but I don't stop untill I trip over a piece of cement.
     As I'm getting up I notice the fallen building..... So that's it that's all it was. Anger, frustration, fear, pain, and loneliness fill me at once and I scream  at the top of my lungs as tears are streaming down my face.
    I notice that the sun is getting low. I just realized how long I've been out. I start walking home.... it's getting late.