Invasion

Invasion

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, May 10, 2015
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Action and Thriller
It is now 2037, a meteor has struck the Earth and destroyed half of the world. The southern plains have been untouched, leaving me and my best friend just outside of the hazard zone. The Japanese Government knew about it, neglecting to tell the rest of us what is to come. They have been the only country unaffected, other than those of the southern hemisphere. Julie, my best friend, had planned this camping trip for us. It was supposed to be a weekend long hike and camp but by the second day, our homes and families gone. A sonic boom was heard and felt as the meteor hit. Conformation of the disaster was from our portable radio, dad always told me how important it was for me to have one. I never understood it until now, all of the prepping he put me through. I know how to survive because of him and now he is gone. Word has spread that Aliens came down but it’s absurd. The government has not said much about it, only that it was in fact a meteor and it wiped us clean. Julie and me have visited the boarders of the destruction area. It resembled a desert, but the early and cold February breeze tickled our cheeks. If I looked hard enough, I’d think there was greenery off in the distance. Merely a trick of the eye, I’m sure.
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Without warning it began! The inevitable, I think it's fair to assume this book is not in my possession. This means I'm most likely dead. Most nights I wrestle the reason I have chosen to explain what happened, the things we did to each other, things no human being should witness. I Wright this simply to enlighten your poor soul and give you more of a chance than I had. A chance to survive what is most likely the brink of human extinction. Times are harder now and as the days go by we are less of our former selves. We have become husks floating around in a lost, desolate world. I look at this place and it still seems so alien to me, as the days roll into the nights I'm still unsure of how we got to this point. If you are reading this, you too are probably North and very much aware of what has happened to our beloved city. I feel a responsibility to inform you that you will most likely share the same fate as I have. I understand you may be wondering what's worse than death, trust me in this place death seems like a paradise compared. I do not know why I still feel so obligated to write this. To be honest most nights I think its just an escape from the madness, like a natural sedative it's the only way I can fall asleep in this hell. However I do need to clear my conscious and pay dividend for my demons. I need you to know what happened to me; I need you to know what we have become and what we are capable of. I need you to know why we have chosen to kill each other, why the smell of human flesh lingers in the air like slow roast pork on a Sunday afternoon. Why bodies litter our streets. Why things that seemed to be so impossible happen in front of our very own eyes. Why conformity i this place is the unreal ideas people live their lives by and why I was included into this group of youthful abominations. All of this might be irrelevant compared to what I am about to tell you.

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