I was watching the news at home for a school project when the news said: "We have multiple confirmed nuclear detonations in New York, Illinois, and Missouri. If you are in these areas please seek shelter immediately."
I got up from the couch and ran into my family bunker sealing the door shut behind me.
1 YEAR LATER
When the radiation cleared I left the bunker and looked around. My house was destroyed but I still decided to look around in it. I found my old 9mm and a box of ammunition. I also found my bow and a couple of arrows. Soon after I saw someone walking down the road so I hid and knocked an arrow into my bow. I got out of hiding and aimed. "Stop where you are NOW!" I yelled.
They froze and looked at me.
"Who are you and why are you here?" They asked.
"First of all my name is Paul and this is my house." I answered.
"YOUR HOUSE, I think you mean my house." They said.
"No I mean my house I always lived here before the nukes." I said.
"Wait what, where were you?" They asked.
"In the bunker over there." I said while pointing at it.
"Whatever you keep it then." They said.
"Hold up what's your name?" I asked.
"The name's David." They answered.
"Ok nice to meet you David." I said.
Then a gunshot rang out and a bullet hole appeared in the wall next to my head.
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Doomsday
General FictionIt was a normal day, until the bombs started dropping. Now it is everyman for themselves.
