"But she was in love, and people in love are the most vulnerable;" [Cover by @Stardust24601] [Highest Rank; #889 in action]

Randomness ~

"Why not? Everything is already fake." Highest rank: #395 in poetry

Everyone has a bubble. A bubble where they go when they're mad, happy, or just living their life. They may not call it a "bubble", but believe it or not they exist. Bedrooms, kitchens, classrooms, desks, libraries. My bubble on the other hand is different. It's a literal bubble, 17 000 000 kilometres in space. 50 years ago North America disappeared. Everyone though that it was World War III. After all, thousands of new technology pieces were being invented and global disputes were starting to form. The thing was, is wasn't North America that got destroyed. It was the world. Everything was crashing down -global warming, economic and political times, and land. North America thought that it would best to leave. Maybe it would create more land, peace and freedom. Maybe it would solve everything. But it didn't. Families were left behind, homes too. The government tried to make everything right. -We were still sent up into glass bubbles.