I can't move. My body feels numb. I feel myself getting weaker and weaker by the second and my tears started to flow down. Remembering everything that happened in my life as my demise started to drew closer.
So many thoughts are running through my head. Everything that happens was still a blur. I was still wondering how I got here but the earth shakes underneath me.
Rocks started to fall above me. I used .y hands to cover my head but was hitted by a medium sized rock before my consiouseness slipped away.
"There!" A man in a orange and yellow suit pointed his flashlight on a woman whom was badly injured.
More men came and looked at ther condition and checked her pulse. One of them looked to the man who found her "she's still alive" the man nodded and helped the others to carry her to a stretcher
A/N: I'm bored. So have a non fanfiction (it's short cuz its a prologue. Yes another one 😅
BUT NON OF THESE WILL SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY! Or maybe when i consider myself good enough for LITERALLY EVERYONE THAT'S READING THIS WHO ARE LEGIT CAN WRITE BETTER THAN ME
I'm insecure ok. No wonder people don't like me)
