The year was 2081. The wind had blown throughout the town for days and still had not ceased for the reason, that the world was chaotic. People lit torches and burned homes for the same reason, that the world was chaotic.
The only person that stayed calm during these horrifying years was a girl by the name of Lucy Carlisle. Nothing special came to mind when people thought of Lucy. But little did they know that she would be the only one to survive 2081 disaster.
Lucy was an orphan. She had been given away; thrown out unwanted. She was not someone to easily be hated and yet no one had ever loved her. The orphanage that took her in was only a small square building that looked like it could house no more than 15 children; maybe even less. Somehow though Lucille did not complain about the standards of where she slept or what she ate; however she just took everything for granted. How she did it, not one person knows.
" AHHHHHHH," The building suddenly collapsed and the horrendous shout that once spoke so many word now was ceased by loud,prosperous crashing of the building. The dust increased all around and blood was all over the street. The bodies looked like they were violently thrown from fifty story buildings. The people who had made it then looked around, hoping for the damage to be done. Unfortunately just as the people were back to their homes the bomb rapidly hit the orphanage building. Everyone was killed except for Lucy Carlisle who was standing in the middle of the street; petrified.
The clock ticked midnight and the small city the housed more dead bodies than a cemetery was silenced. ( no -- not finished
Wow Paityn that was awesome. Keep on writing.
ReplyDeleteThis was really suspensful. Can't wait to read the rest. Great Paityn!
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