The Light in a World of Darkness

The Day We Wished We Didn't Have Nostrils

Prologue:

This world is one big old piece of shit now. Twenty-two years ago a fuck-ton of people died all at the same time for no reason at all.Billions of corpses. It's a good thing I wasn't born at that time...it must have smelt horrible.

The'end' was always something that people feared, but everyone knew it couldn't happen. Except it did.

My mom said it wasn't something that happened gradually.

It wasn't ice caps, which I guess was something people thought might happen, it wasn't a religious figure coming and taking everyone away, it wasn't anything like they had thought.

One day all was right in the world. People were laughing and smiling and sharing things on their phones and texting and doing whatever the hell they did back then.

The next day over half the population was gone.

No one knows why.

My mom told me the horrific story of that day from her point of view. Thinking my brother had slept in for once, taking the time to make my dad a cup of coffee, then taking the time to make me, and then finally checking on my brother while Dad was in the shower.

Yeah, she got the surprise of lifetime when she found her one-month-old dead in his crib. She screamed for my dad, which made him come running from the shower, still soaking wet and he fell. He smashed his head off the corner of a table they had in the hallway, bet Mom regretted that choice too, and that was the end of Dad. So Mom had a dead baby Tommy and a dead Dad and in bursts the neighbors who were worried about the baby.

People were started to wake up to dead bodies and freaking out and the old neighbors were worried about the young couple and their newborn.

Fair, right? The one-month-old dies, but the two old people who have lived out their lives gets to continue living. That's the way this world works. Makes you just thank whoever is listening that you were born into and then wonder what the hell they were thinking.

So anyway.

Chaos. Pure and simple. I mean, they tried to keep it smooth for as long as they could, but how long do they really think they could keep it going normal with half the world gone?

I guess they did a good job considering. I got to go to school until I was nine. I was able to learn the basics. Most importantly I was able to learn to read. If I didn't know how to do that I would have gone crazy or something.

My lovely caring mother left me alone when I was twelve. I should be happy that she even stuck around that long. She didn't realize she was pregnant with me until she started having really bad stomach pains and realized she was in labor. And out came me, malnourished and premature.

She had lost all her marbles by that point and as far back as I remember my bed time story was the re-telling of Death Day. Creative right? I would have called it Stinkiest Day Ever. The Day We Wished We Didn't Have Nostrils.

Mom died. I left the town that we were staying at to hide in the woods because the leader of that town was a creepy motherfucker. Government shit the bed two years ago. Things are now run by towns and cities and some people are powerful enough to have control of larger territories.

Which is why Creeper-McCreeperson ran me out of my hometown the second Mom exhaled her last breath. She might have been crazy, but she protected me from him.

He had a fetish with  kids and now I was alone and had no one to protect me. So I ran.

I ran to the woods and then kept running.

I thought a creepy kid diddler was the worst of it?

There were days, when I hadn't eaten in days and was raining and cold, I wished I had stayed. At least I would have had a house and comfort and food and safety and I wouldn't be risking death.

Most days, when I was able to completely fuck up the person that was trying to take advantage of me because I was a kid, I was glad that I left.

Now-a-days I live in the woods with my one companion. I trust him completely.

I kill the food, he brings it back to camp. He is my back up, I give him belly rubs.

It's perfect.

I found Tommy when he was a pup. A hunter had already killed the rest of his family. I saved Tommy's life and now Tommy and I are family.

We even have a cottage in the woods now. It has the basic necessities like walls and a roof.

Can't ask for more during the winter, which in only weeks away.

Four years ago I didn't even have shelter or a companion and was struggling to find food, so it's all looking up.

At least that's what I thought.

Until something came to ruin everything.