The Endling of Time

They call the last of ones species an endling
I call them the loneliest soul left on Earth

To whoever reads this:
I'm really hoping that you're not some scientist researching the near-extinction of the human race 20 years from now. But here I go anyways I guess.
So about a week or so ago, the world ended. I don't know exactly when it started, or how. But I know one thing.
Almost everyone I knew is either dead or dying.
I found some other kids, and so far we seem to be surviving pretty well.
Meet us at the safe point, it's a straight shot North from here.
Just make sure to stay out of the city square, its crawling with those things.
Good luck