Last Person Standing

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Right now this story is not really all that bad, I only put the "PG" rating on it because if you read between the lines then you know what is going on. Enjoy, and please let me know what you think.

All is quiet except the sounds of the birds in the trees.  Birds of all colors making all different sounds that carries in the ever blowing wind. The wind is blowing hard making everything seem louder than it really is. The leaves on the trees and the grass on the ground all seem to dance under the pressure of the wind. The sky is wide and open; almost like it is ready to swallow the earth whole. And then there is the bright sun. And here I lie, underneath it all. My name is Kat, I am 22 years old and I am alone. Every day is like the last. But it was not always like this. At one time I had a family, and friends and a great job. But just like that it was ripped away from me. Well not just me but from everyone. I’m just the only one who survived it. So here I am, all alone always looking for some form of human life.


Running to catch up with my friends is not the easiest thing to do in heels, but somehow I manage. The noise of the bar can be heard for miles, and I can see that the place is already packed with the usual crowd. This is the best night of the week to be out on the town. There’s Kara and Megan, my two best friends. We do everything together. We were in the same class since the third grade and have been together ever since.

“Kat, hurry up. What’s gotten into you tonight? You seem so distracted.”

“Yea, I am. Sorry Megan, my parents are not feeling so well tonight”.

“Kat, Megan quit the chit chat, we have to get in line if we are ever going to get in the bar.”

All around us people are starting to get into the line that will soon become an enormous line, that goes down the street and around the corner.  So here I am, in this line and nothing else matters. The only thing I care about is this line and the fact that I am breathless and my hair is disheveled. I probably did not need to wear the high heels. Without shoes I stand at 5’8” with wavy blond hair that falls to the middle of my back. Megan is shorter than me by a four inches and she has black hair with green eyes; Kara is a blond like me but she is heavier than I am, and only an inch shorter.Both Megan and Kara have short hair but Megan has her hair in a pixie cut with spikes. She is the tough one in our group. Kara wears her hair in a soft style that comes to her chin.

Here we are, just the three of us standing in line to go to a bar just for the music. Well… and the cute guy who works here. We usually get in quickly because the owner knows us well (and I dated his son for a month). After we left the bar, and parted ways I went home to find my parents were lying in bed half dead. I don’t really know why it happened so quickly. When I left them they just had what appeared to be a cold. But once I got home it was worse, much worse. They died within the hour that was when the real horror started. As I was getting ready to call the police I noticed that my neighbors were in the streets gathering and crying. I went out to meet them. They told a story much like mine, loved ones who were a little sick suddenly dying. I turned away from them to look at my home. Not knowing what to do right then I decided to go back to my house and hid in my childhood hiding space. I don’t even think that my parents knew about this place of mine. It became my own little world when I needed some time away from the real world. My place was in the closet under the stairs. Once in the closet there is a loose board on the back wall. When I was 10 I glued a marble to the inside of the board so that I could put it in place and no one would know I was there.

So that is where I sat; for how long I don’t know. I must have fallen asleep because it was dark and quiet outside. I also noticed that in the distance that a fire burned. That was odd. None of my neighbors had a fire place and living in town we can’t have a bon fire. I had no Idea what was going on. I seem to be really naïve because; I can’t seem to understand why, the police and/or the fire department won’t put the fire out.  That’s when I started to hear the moaning behind me.  As I turned around I saw my parents coming towards me with arms stretched out.  What great relief, my parents were alive.  I started to go to them and give them a huge hug, but something stopped me in my tracks.  Something was just not right about them.  That’s when I noticed the smell.  It was horrid the smell; like rotten meat that sat in the sun all day.  This is not right I thought, so I ran.  I ran outside to my neighbor’s house; but no one was there.  So I went to the next house, the same thing.  All at once I realized that I was all alone.

That was last year. Everything is different now. I no longer care about my high heels, or about night clubs, or even friends. All I care about now is staying alive. I don’t know how it happened really. One day everyone was there the next day they were all gone. Well….mostly gone. Now instead of filling my time with work and friends; I fill my time with hunting and hiding. I miss everyone very much, and sometimes at night I stare at the night sky and cry myself to sleep.



Submitted: April 01, 2012

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Interesting, suspenseful, imaginative, frightening, creative, well written and presented. Enjoyable to read. Good use and placement of dialogue gives it potential as a screen play. Good writing.

Gave it an "I Like It" vote. As with your other postings. All well deserved.

If you apply to become a fan, I'll gladly add you.

Happy trails,

Ed Bradley.

Tue, April 17th, 2012 4:19am


Thank you. I have read some of your wirtings and I really enjoy them. This short story I was thinking about expanding it by adding more characters. I am glad that you liked it.

Tue, April 17th, 2012 3:45pm


It is a really cool science-fiction story. :) ttyl

Sat, April 21st, 2012 9:36pm


Thanks, I am thinking about expanding it some more.

Sat, April 21st, 2012 3:00pm


Oh wow, Id love it if you made this into a full novel. But it is amazing how it is. I agree with the gentleman above that it is very imaginative. I hope she finds some form of human life though!

Sat, June 2nd, 2012 11:11am


I have been trying to expand this. I will keep you updated on the progress of this. Thank you for the warm comments. I will try harder to expand this one. I just bought a notebook to take with me every where I go, so maybe this will help.

Sun, June 3rd, 2012 7:34am


Very well written short story

Tue, June 19th, 2012 1:50pm


Thank you. I don't normally write stories, but this one has gotten some good reviews. Thanks for your comments.

Tue, June 19th, 2012 6:37pm

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