The End of Earth

The End of Earth

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When the alien race first invaded in 2100 I was two. They played with us like toys, killing us slowly, so right when we began to hope for a better life, they destroyed all our hope. They sent viruses, bacteria, and monsters down to destroy us, but some of us, like me, survived. You had to be crafty, skilled, and usually on the verge of insanity to be one of the few humans left, none of which I was,( except for insane,) and you had to be eccentric enough to fit in with the aliens without being discovered, another thing I wasn't. But I am part of the revolution to get our planet back. My name is Mariah Jones, and this is the story of how I helped save Earth.
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