Ghost town
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I woke up. Alone. Not home alone or I was at a sleepover and everyone is already downstairs cooking eggs and bacon. No I was alone . Not one human been on the earth exept for me. Why me I'm just Jamie your regular nerdy world of Warcraft playing guy , nothing special ever happened to me until September 25 . I woke up alone. I can remember the way the Toronto cars used to buzz during the night and I can remember the way the world worked kids went to school, graduated (well most of the time) went to university got diplomas got jobs and grew old together. It's like I'm living in a ghost town no cars run just subways, they stay on schedule every 10 minustes the bus rolls down Jones ave like it used to but there is no driver and no passengers. Creepy.The grocery store is also the same I get my food and try to leave without paying, nope I set off an alarm and the doors lock me inside until I put money in the cash register. Welcome to ghost town .
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