Disaster

Life normal.
Family together.
World not on fire.
This was me two months ago. Before disaster hit. No one knows what caused it, only that the government haven't been of any help and we have Roaches out to kill anyone with a can of soup. My parents are missing. None of our emergency contacts are answering. I had just started junior year before the world decided to collapse.
We don't know what happened. Disaster struck and practically destroyed home. San Francisco got it worse. That's what I saw the last time the news was on. My parents went to do their taxes in San Francisco that day.
I waited at home for a week after Disaster. When Disaster hit I ran to the nearest drug store, Walmart and bought water gallons, junk food, a power generator and about one crate of instant noodles, with the rare and delicious re-fried beans. It lasted a week.
Refugees were heading to local schools. I left home with a switched of stuff and a few dozen knives my dad kept for butchering. I didn't know what to expect, but definitely not being put to work as a nurse and guard. Oh and falling in love with an idiot.