The Rotten

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
The result of a nuclear strike.

Submitted: February 27, 2010

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Submitted: February 27, 2010

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The world was decaying; cities were left in ruin, and the earth itself was becoming dust. The very few people who lived were in fear of death, a fear you cant overcome. The sky was not blue anymore, but red, from all the death and rot. A single hope for a new world will never show, the only people left will never know what hope is, they will never know life. Everywhere they went, they found only decaying bodies of the past lives and memories of the old world. Food was scarce, the hunger was intense, killing them slowly; each step, a closer death. They didn't know how much longer they had to live, the thought of death always on their minds. Why not accept it? accept the cold hands of death, why keep running from something hidden? something you cant runaway from.
With only a few survivors left, packs of wolves and many other creatures of the night follow, waiting for their death. They keep walking, looking for that one hope of a new life or a new world, but they find nothing. The few scrapes of food they do find on their walk is not enough to keep them alive, one by one more fall.
Only a few days later, one remains. He stops walking when he arrived to a lake, the only lake left. He watched the ripples of the water move by the wind, he can feel the gentle breeze on his skin. The feeling of fresh green grass between his toes and under his feet, something he hasn't felt in years. He smiled for the first time since the nuclear explosion, when he lost everything including his family and friends, especially his son. Laying in the grass he thought of his family, he was going to see them soon. Death took hold of him, when he was only a mile away from a city full of survivors. Now put yourself in his shoes, feel the sadness he felt, the loneliness, a depression so powerful that it was killing you slowly on the inside. How do you feel?


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